God damn

[Hook] You don't fuck with me, I dont fuck with you, well god damn I don't see you meaning, I fuck with you, well god damn Tell me what this war is just coming to, well god damn Got 600 guns, 600 troops, well god damn Well god damn, god damn God damn, god damn [Verse 1] And I'm dishing out these shots, two for him and two for you And my chopper got a drum, make it beat like fruity loops Got this ice on like its snowing, I ain't talking Gucci boots And my shorty catch a murder, get right out like Boosie Boo I ain't fucking with no basic bitch, something I used to do Hit the block, with them glizzies, too, got us cruising through All my niggas got them lemons boy, watch us hooley hoop Tooka gang or fufu gang, tell me which one, who is you Hit your block up dishing shots, we don't care bout who is who I just hop right out a beamer, that's just something I usually do Got a hundred fucking clips, but we ain't no movie crew If you send some shots at us, tell me where you moving to [Hook] [Verse 2] Bitch im coming through, tell me where the fuck I'm coming to I be chasing at the check, thats the shit im running through With that pussy boy its safe, saying Koopa ran a move You'd be dead by yesterday, if I really wanted you Bitch I'm talking money, shoes, these money girls be coming through Hundred guns, a hundred troops and they talking homi's too And my niggas shoot for fun that just gives em something to do And im with the same niggas everyday ain't nothing new Boy be cool if you lose its better you do it too They say Koop, why you do it cause I had to do it to em Got the tool, Ima up this shooter, ain't gon' show it to em If he run, ima chase him down and put them bullets to em [hook]