Lil Barz - 50 Round (feat. Remithehooper)

Watch how you talk 'fore I blow yo' fuckin' brains out
When the gang pull up, yeah, we bring them fuckin' 'Ks out
Post Traumatic Stress got me relivin' them days now
Nah, that shit ain't funny, pussy, I'm not fuckin' playin' round
Smokin' on that wood, 'cause we left yo' homie layin' down
Yeah, you know we here when you here that fuckin' bangin' sound
Homie, you's a bitch like them boys that you been hangin' round
Dracos, Glocks, and Uzis, pussy, that's what we be slangin' round
Pussy talkin' all that shit but he don't tote no fuckin' gun
Got a red dot, so I love it when they fuckin' run
I don't do no hits, bitch, I do this shit for fuckin' fun
Diamonds on my neck, fuck, I swear these bitches weigh a ton
Leave his white shite shirt stained like is fuckin' Westside Gunn
Dissin' on the 'Gram get you smoked just like a fuckin' blunt
When you see us pullin' up, bitch, you better duck and run
Bitch, you know I'm shiesty, you best get that shit back in blood
Yeah, bitch, straight up, plus I fuck yo' hoe like twice a month
That boy he was talkin' shit, so we cut off his fuckin' tongue
Take out yo' whole block, fifty shots up in this fuckin' drum
Like my name was Yo, thought a pussy ho was sayin' sum
Pussy think he tough, but I bet these shells will leave him stunned
Leave yo' body full of holes like you was a fuckin' sponge
Pussy, rep yo' block, bitch, tell us where you fuckin' from
Boy, you don't want smoke, you get picked just like a fuckin' plum
Woah, woah
Hop in that SRT so fast
We gon' get that nigga gone
Yeah, we takin' off his dome
Fifty rounds up in his bones
And you know he goin' home
Better call the fuckin' feds, bitch, you know we in that zone
These niggas better run
Keep that 'K on go
If a nigga talk down, get hit with a pole
Watch how you talk 'fore I blow yo' fuckin' brains out
When the gang pull up, yeah, we bring them fuckin' 'Ks out
Post Traumatic Stress got me relivin' them days now
Nah, that shit ain't funny, pussy, I'm not fuckin' playin' round
Smokin' on that wood, 'cause we left yo' homie layin' down
Yeah, you know we here when you here that fuckin' bangin' sound
Homie, you's a bitch like them boys that you been hangin' round
Dracos, Glocks, and Uzis, pussy, that's what we be slangin' round

Written by:
Bryan Russell, Remi Chandler

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