They Hustle & Conquer - Burner Anthem

Aye
Now is you really bout it
I see that look up in yo face say you aint really bout it
Just one call and I can show you if you really got it
I got some niggas and they all willin to die about it
And I got some who just like me and they all diabolic
I'll take yo shit and ask you what you wanna do about it
I took his bitch and he aint know just what to do about it
I'm really known known what some mesmerize they shoot about it
I'm really with them snakes in the grass and we all really violent
See I'm the type to creep up on em then go ghost
And if you really really know me then you know
I jump out on em when we slide and I just rip the sticc
I turnt the glocc right up a notch soon as i flipped the switch
Cuz I'm the type they call the reaper of the souls
You betta pray cuz you gon reap just what you sow
I walk up on em he aint know he got caught in the mix
And that's what happen when a fucc nigga be counterfeit
Tell me what the fucc you gon do when my brotha put that burner on you
Kept a tool on my side since forever think my mama know i got some loose screws
If a nigga ever think about runnin up on me he gon hit the news
Cuz tell me what the fucc you gon do (Aye)
When my brotha put that burner on you (Uh)
Runnin runnin runnin down the blocc
Gotta evade the cops
Guess they only like a honda when its stocc
Maybe they dont like my flag
When its hangin off the mirror or my Puerto Rico soccs
Aye
For a fee you could shop at my bakery
Take the exotic and I whip it to a pastry
Fucc the police they been on my dicc faithfully
Wonderin why the hell they can't smell the herb lately
You gon have to locc me up I'm swervin on em
These hatin mutha fukkas still wonder if I'm lurkin on em
I ain't kill ya homie bitch but someone did
If I was in the same position its nun more or less I woulda did
Even if I did we still outside
You still in the crib
Smokin my lil brotha mid tryna front the grit
These the same mutha fukkas on the net tryna pose a threat
When I show face they hold bacc like they homie did
Tell me what the fucc you gon do when my brotha put that burner on you
Kept a tool on my side since forever think my mama know i got some loose screws
If a nigga ever think about runnin up on me he gon hit the news
Cuz tell me what the fucc you gon do when my brotha put that burner on you
Pow aye aye aye aye aye aye aye aye
Pow pow pow pow
Then you know
Brrrah pow

Written by:
Abisael Lopez Jr, Nelson Lopez

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