Bandchasindee4x - WORK

Step on a nigga caught more than a promag
Lookin for me an he died with his hoe ass
Nigga try run from a chop bullets too fast
Nigga try step on a steppa his dumbass (Grtt!)
How you a steppa ain't step for your hood
Caught me a body, feeling like suge
No question about it I do what he should
Nigga tried step on me and got left with a toetag
Nigga try run from a chop he was so fast
Acting too hard he gone die with his broke ass
Can't roll up a jay roll a wood (Grtt!)
Too many dead ops in this pack smoke good
Another dead letter I through it above (Threw it above)
Lil nigga stop acting so tuff he rapping a dream
Wake his bitch ass up body for body
We changing the murder rate bro catch a body
My niggas gone celebrate you up with that glizzy
You better not hesitate bitch I'm round the way with them steppas
Bro got a opp then we get em together
Bra kept tipping had to get em together
I ain't gon stop till he dead on a stretcher
Bro pop out with that stick if it's pressure
That lil nigga stepping I heard that he knicked
He ain't gettin away ima hawk down my vic
I got too many ops I don't know who to pick
Tie his ass up he try hop in the mix
Young trap nigga they know I don't miss
Fuck it I'm riding with a glock and a switch
So many ops I don't know who to pick
Fuck I'm killing whoever gon snitch
Fuck I'm mad let's get em if he got bags
Then I'm the real bag man in the back of the stu
And I'm counting them big bands
He hating but watching that nigga a real fan
Ran it up fast from the dirt, hop in that free car work
Shawdy got put on a shirt
Where the opps at? Gotta lurk
I pop opps I don't pop perks
Nigga tried step on me and got left with a toetag
Nigga try run from a chop he was so fast
Acting too hard he gone die with his broke ass
Can't roll up a jay roll a wood (Grtt!)
Too many dead ops in this pack smoke good
Another dead letter I through it above
Lil nigga stop acting so tuff he rapping a dream
Wake his bitch ass up uh slide, slide, slide, slide
Bitch ima keep beefin till one of us die
Nigga got shot like 7 + 5
12 shots to the head I blew out his mind
Work, work, work, work I'm tryn put em in the dirt
If he reach I'm busting first
I'm like beat that body go to church (Yeah!)
HomicideMan I turn em to dead man
Hol- I'm a young god I'm feeling like super saiyan
Aye if he try run up blow out his head man
Smoking on (Shh!) that nigga a dead man (HA!)
I'm a young nigga but I feel like a og
These niggas don't know me
Can't go back to the old me
Kap ass nigga tried fake like he hoed me
Ain't shit change bitch that was the old me
Nigga tried step on me and got left with a toetag
Nigga try run from a chop he was so fast
Acting too hard he gone die with his broke ass
Can't roll up a jay roll a wood (Grtt!)
Too many dead ops in this pack smoke good
Another dead letter I through it above (Threw it above)
Lil nigga stop acting so tuff he rapping a dream
Wake his bitch ass up

Written by:
Deon Hawkins

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