Right Back at You
Yea yea check it out
Now run for your life or you wanna get your heat whatever
We can die together
As long as I send your maggot ass to the esscense
I don't give a fuk about my presence
I'm lost in the blocks of hate and can't wait
For the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see you there is no sequel
24-7 mac 11 is my people
So why you wanna end your little life like this
Cause now you bump head wit kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night damn right I ain't trying to fight
We can settle this like some grown men on the concrete floor
My slugs will put a stop to your hardcore
Ways of action I grab the gat and
Ain't no turning back when I start blasting
Pick up the handle and insert the potion
Cock the shit back in a calm like motion
No signs of anger or fear cause you the one in danger
Never share your plans wit a stranger word is bond
I put the drop on you kid now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew
Let's get it on nigga do what we gotta do
You buckin me I'm buckin right back at you
I put the drop on you kid now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew
Let's get it on nigga do what we gotta do
You buckin me I'm buckin right back at you
Fuk where you're at kid it's where you're from
Cuz where I'm from niggaz pack nuthin but the big guns
Around my way niggaz don't got no remorse for out of towners
Come through fronting and get stuffed wit the 3 pounder
The loud sounder ear ringer
And I'm a point the finger on all you wannabe gun slingers
You got a real ice grill but are you really real
Step to the hill and I'm a test your gun skills
Cuz real niggaz don't try to profile
You just a chump who needs to get drunk to buckwild
But swing that bullshit this way
And I'm a make your visit to the bridge a muthafuking short stay
Queensbridge that's where I'm from
The place where stars are born and phony rappers get done
6 blocks and you might not make it through
What you gonna do when my whole crew is blazing at you
Wit macs and tecs to lend to get your dome crush
You thought that you could come around my way you big stupid fuk
What the hell you smoking what the fuk possessed you
To come out your face now I have to wet you
Throw on my tims black mask and black serpent
Twist a nigga cap then jump in the J-30
I put the drop on you kid now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew
Let's get it on nigga do what we gotta do
You buckin me I'm buckin right back at you
Who's the richest nigga in the project who got it live
Rocking Convertibles frop tops and mad high
Peace to that whiz kid and playas on his team
Who's organize all eyeballs is on CREAM
And yyour whole clique got nuthin but raw shit
Whip after whip stay flashing your dick on tricks
Your whole crew's ravishing team's untouchable
In the jungle banging Nas Mobb Deep and Wu
There's money out there guns catch crumbs those are your sons
Jums is in the mailboxes bitches holding your guns
You know what's out there thousands of gram wrapped in siran
Sealed tight keep the freshness that's how we expand
Masked Avenger drop your gun son now surrender
Get ninjaed on the island plus the Bridge boy remember
My little thug's selling drugs and he's struggling
The game got him bugging I tried to tell him slow down cousin
But he vexed and niggaz getting wet up in the projects
But wit no doubt shorties out for his respect
But is his brain insane from the lye
From smoking that 118 chiny tye
Why a nigga just died last week
As he swore he was growing he's a thug in the street
But it's like that my crew pump cracks and we pack mac
His eyes is wild wit the rezzy monkey on his back
But I'm stressed and he need to be blessed
Wit a firepack don't even go there cuz it ain't like that
Slow down baby he said what you trying to play me
You must be crazy pulled out the heat and almost blazed me
Then he was Swayze the shot must of dazed me
Thug's selling drug busting slugs but he ain't crazy