Don't wanna talk to you. Don't know you. Don't know how you know my name. I got a reputation of police chasing. You a bitch; I let it bang. Nigga you keep talkin'; I keep walkin'. Fuck around 'til the heat talkin'. Then it's your coffin. I don't fuck with you; you don't fuck with me (nah). Nigga talkin' just ain't my cup of tea (yeah). Don't wanna shoot the shit; I'm a shoot a bitch. Don't wanna shoot the shit; I'm a shoot a bitch. I don't fuck with you and you know it show it. 4-Deep whips stolen rollin'. Fo'-five I tote it blow it. Leave your head split open swollen. Now it's all in your noggin poppin'. Deuce deuce in my pocket rockin'. Break it down rock it chop it if the feds come knockin'. Drop it man they plottin' on my drug house. Man I hope they don't run in before I run out. I'm runnin' out I don't know who to trust now. No dap hugs or "what's ups" now. I don't fuck around with the fuck arounds. You see me get the fuck from 'round me. I don't talk texts. I don't off bets. I don't fuck with niggas ain't from the set. I'm from the projects. Surprised you ain't got robbed yet. I really don't do no conversatin' no call waitin'. I know ya'll hatin'; I'm cool with it. On probation with no patience. I hop out and act a fool with it. Fuck who did it. If you with it then you get it. Two to your fitted. I don't fuck with none of ya'll anyway. Your funeral could be any day. Ever since I said send the yay'. You fuck niggas been' in the way. I'm just doin' what 50 say. Puttin' a hundred rounds in the k. Buck. My four-five I grip it grip it. Work chef and I'll whip it whip it. Four days and I'll flip it flip it. Front off a meal ticket ticket. Hoes wanna come kick it kick it. Heard a nigga will trick it pick it. Up after we throw it throw it. Big money we blow it. That gangsta shit we did it get it. Still do; we ain't new to it. Boy I ain't never gon' tell on me. You bitch nigga bet you do. You talk a lot. Niggas around here don't say much. Niggas around here don't play much. Soon as shit pop they blame us. Cause the money ain't never go'n' change us. A lot of gun talk in the streets. But real recognize real beef. And real soldiers get the mission accomplished. Never slippin' steady grippin' killin' for nonsense. Sideline hatin' backbitin haters. Catch you in your car like them red-light cameras. Green light what?. Green light woo. My money cause a fuckin' holocaust. I green-light you