4 You

[Intro] BH, flamers Ya you, you bitch ass nigga You know how we do Blood gang sucker [Verse] This is where the game stops When my hammer to your head and that chain pop I had them carry you to bed when that thing chopped Flame chopped brains dropped on the same block Where your mains watched Them niggas pussies, I catch them in the same spot Different day, same Glock Sunny weather, rain shots We live by the day, run with metal sling shots Arm ready fire squeeze make his whole body freeze How many niggas down to ride I want to know When this time to catch that body who gon' say they want to go Matter fact, I don't care put that 40 on my belt On the mission for that man 'til I turn him into dust What, I flow haze burning in the dust You more like regular burning in a blunt I'm hotter than I ever was burning what I want Any track come on, every single one Now back to that real shit how niggas get done Dirty in the field, that's why its thirty in there still All I really need me is a birdy and a wheel Quick fast sell four shit, stash in the door shit Super dirty cops come, gas to the floor shit Double pipe, [?] flash like a [?] Blood gang who we are, y'all niggas bullshit We live upon money murder, robin' extortion Riding and torching, anything that's in the way Going through it blowing on I could die any day But I ride any way, this is that crack music Can't feel my face what he say wind it back music