no pad no pen - screwly g lyrics
[intro]
hmm
hmmm
[verse]
hit a n*gga block and we empty them [?]
going on missions, just me and my brothers
ain’t trusting these b*tches who screaming they lovers
these b*tches be sl!ck, gotta f*ck wit a rubber
only the fam, all we got is each other
jump out wit the bl!ck, this sh*t for my brothers
this sh*t ain’t got deep, i’d spin on whoever
put a stick [?]
all of my n*ggas we sliding, we spinnin
opp got k!lled, tell them n*ggas we did it
young turnt n*ggas and we lit in the city
got good dope and we got good tickets
who want smoke, tell them n*ggas we wit it
came through the cut, letting off ‘bout fifty
whatever i want, just know i’m gon’ get it
a few n*ggas dead and a whole lot of millions
n*ggas ain’t shot sh*t, tell them n*ggas quit cappin
this sh*t ain’t for him, tell them n*ggas quit rappin
his homie got shot, tell them n*ggas quit lacking
he ain’t catch a body, then n*ggas just acting
just me and lil boogie we known to get active
got the drop on the spot and we came through and patched ‘em
no i’m not a rapper, i’m tryna go wrap ‘em
give my shorty the word, and i bet you we bag ‘em
give my shorty the word, and i bet you we clap ‘em
f*ck all that dissing, we come through and wack ‘em
four hundred shots in this whip tryna catch ‘em
knock off an opp, put that b*tch on a stretcher
every time that we catch ‘em, we get ‘em together
run down by myself, i’ll do it forever
tell them n*ggas let’s do it, whenever, wherever
my cousin nem wit me, gon’ zip ‘em together
opps on live tell my n*ggas let’s go
hopped out four deep and we hit ‘bout four
if he ain’t one of mine then his ass getting smoked
on the block in the snow wit a drac in the coat
hit a n*gga three times, tryna make him die slow
shoot a n*gga in his face, n*gga knowing imma blow
fell off wit my cousin, that n*gga a hoe
i catch his ass wit ‘em, then his ass gotta go
put a switch on the glock, and a drum on the choppa
don’t argue wit opps, we send them to the doctor
a whole lotta shots, when we spin we gon’ pop ‘em
we step on whoever, we feel got a problem
get shot in the mouth, ain’t no way he can holler
put in work for the crew, they say i’m like my father
surrounded by k!llers, and all of the robbers
you can’t catch the k!ller, go bury his partner
trigger for b*tches ain’t helping his partner
k!lling for p*ssy, won’t k!ll for him partner
we standing on business, my brother i got him
ain’t giving no passes, we spot ‘em we got ‘em
back on that spot ‘em we got ‘em can’t speak on who shot ‘em
[?] his dreads just to look like a rasta
at war wit some n*ggas, gon’ die for a choppa
walk down wit a smile every time that we drop ‘em
walk down wit a smile every time we gon’ drop ‘em
n*ggas ain’t street, telling hoes that we popped ‘em
really been thuggin, you can go ask my mama
in traffic wit k!llers, [?] for a college
wet up his car, yeah that b*tch got demolished
i ain’t shooting out sh*t, so the whip imma park it
jump out wit my mask, all they saw was me sparkin
leave a opp on his ass then we spit in his coffin
ain’t catch a ride so he got caught walking
phew phew phew, that’s for all that talking
keep leaving his city, they know that we stalking
catch an opp at the shop, line him up like a barber
was built for this sh*t, do this sh*t as a toddler
the man of the house, so i gotta go harder
i’m still the same n*gga, just got a lil smarter
get close on a n*gga like “fa” we off ‘em
get close on a n*gga like “fa” we off ‘em
lost my n*ggas, i don’t want new friends
ran up racks, could’ve bought me a benz
fresh off a drill but we spinnin again
said i wouldn’t do it but sinning again
want me to lose, they don’t want me to win
this sh*t off the top, f*ck a pad and a pen
drac by the bed and pounds in the den
they started a war, so this sh*t won’t end
i swear i can’t name all the blocks we bent
i swear i can’t say all the sh*t we did
ten year n*ggas, been around since kids
tryna catch me a hat, like we shopping at lids
took his time like a g, jizz [?]
at the trap all night, i ain’t work me a gig
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