Don't Test Me

[1st Verse] It ain't no love for them bitches it ain't no love to gangs Steppin' on top pimpin'I'm never slippin' I'm just controllin' your brain I gotta make my cheese, got bosses, stealin' killin' at will real for the hustlers, See the life I live, caps must be peeled, cus the streets are filled with bustas Not broke wit the gat in my lap, cuz there's money to makin' these bitches are breakin' The niggas they dyin' before they get grown Where half the time, these bullets will take they dome So I sleep with the chrome, When I'm in that zone.. Or fry that light green, big blunts be blown We livin' up in a big mansion diggin' on bitches as I my condom caught the nut, I use two, cuz we fuckin' on some pussy ho. Cal I brought, but I got it on safety I'm 'bout to watch out for these bitches cuz they quick to put a click, bitch can't fade this Skinny Pimp my name.. We stick up, we serving up bitches on your curb, we hurting, murdering bitches that cross out the family hoe ain't nothing changed This course is out for them hoes that wanna run the track Suck and rise these cocks bitch and recognize a real mack [Hook] 2x I'm true to the shit that I speak, Don't test me I sweep the ground from your feet I don't trust me Fuck a straight jacket them fools put me in a straight trench A psycho at large I'm not from Earth I'm from Mars bitch [2nd Verse] Players what you hitting for, I'm cocking my pistol They hits the floor Don't look at me trick cuz I take your life I'm steady tryin' to make that cash flow Now gimme the dope then I run out the door Headin' to my hoopie thang I'm close to the liquor store, im fiending for tanqueray So I falls in mane Cameras takin' my mugshots Im cocking my Glock, then I point then pop Tanqueray,Alize, Hennessy, pressing it quick before they ass drop Skinny Pimp in the trench coat ball headed with a leather hat pimpin' n robbin' I might wanna jet then went to the hideout switchin' my gats Smokin' a sack to the bong, body numb from the fry stick I swang n bang thru the projects checkin' my trap my stable just breaking them tricks Poppin' these cones with the crooked thangs Counterfeit money boy takin' your yay Robbin his funny, I'll spare your life Robbin' is funny, But I still pray Them fools talkin' 'bout they go touch me, they can't touch me I must touch them first Attach a bomb under the muffler, BOOM! They family finna be rolling in a hearse They can't see me like three, time up Things like that, gotta roll wit the mafia Bullets lead, better duck, got life fucked up, I'm so serious [Hook] I'm true to the shit that I spit Don't test me I sweep the ground From your feet I don't trust me Fuck a straight jacket them fools put me in a straight trench A psycho at large I'm not from earth I'm from mars bitch [3rd Verse] You see I'm comin' out with this pimpin' shit to Keep you niggas hip The pimpin' never dies haters got me loading a clip Better yet, I gotta watch my back cuz some of these niggas jackin' I make that paper But now I prepared for a sucker that start with the .45 bodyshaker Tossing up your block with the Glock, they gon face satan, cus I don't care North Memphis, once I heard them echoes Throw your sets in da air Here we go with the thrust it's a must when we bust to fuck you up Bitch fall up off of us, buckshot shells they spread on his face,fall on his back, his eyes was open, he dying, he crying, he tryna survive. I'm buckin n dumpin' the gauge, the scope, I'm chunkin that bitch Ain't no evidence leavin' no fingerprints I got birds in my trunk, if you whoop me, I ain't worried shitt I chief to release pimpin in so many forms Pimpin' gotta get about my hustlin' day by day them wraps, I'm smokin' one I been woke since the day before yesterday ho don't make me mad Bitch you're pussy funky' uh uh you better have some cash [Hook] I'm true to the shit that I spit Don't test me I sweep the ground From your feet I don't trust me Fuck a straight jacket them fools put me in a straight trench A psycho at large I'm not from earth I'm from mars bitch