Fat Qwan - How It Go

You blick at him and he blick back
You shoot at him and he get whacked
His brother coming back
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
It ain't no evening the score
You blick at him and he blick back
You shoot at him and he get whacked
His cousin coming back
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
It ain't no evening the score
Beef don't never go away that shit just die down
You killed his cousin the aggression that he feeling he might just walk down
He ain't no killer but you really ain't give a choice now
You took his brother life away
And left his mama with a stuck frown
All he ever wanted to do was ball
But that beef that started with his brother got his ass knocked off
Now them boys spend the block Til it get dark
They seen a nigga it wasn't the killer but they still got off
They caught him at the light start hitting and put his shit in park
These niggas murder hungry blood thirsty
Somebody gotta answer for that pain that got em' hurting
Now them boys up in the streets just like they purging
See the ops broad day and started merging
You blick at him and he blick back
You shoot at him and he get whacked
His brother coming back
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
It ain't no evening the score
You blick at him and he blick back
You shoot at him and he get whacked
His cousin coming back
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
That's how it go
It ain't no evening the score

Written by:
Fat Qwan

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