IRC-Galleria

CanÂ’t keep good man down, I coming for head belt watch you crow
See when IÂ’m around, yo them niggas be like whatÂ’s up now
And when IÂ’m down, them same niggas be like, fuck you blood
But IÂ’m a nigga from a hood, I know how business run
Catch them niggas at your spot, with your face on that gun
Oh yall niggas trying a sneak, aight take off, run
Niggas coming at your crib and put heat on your son
Niggas smoke you for that money, like ounce in the day
Trying a take whatÂ’s mine, and then pounce away
Get you eat your tongue for that shit you say
Get you drown in your own blood for that shit you play
Disappear like that sun light, this is what I said
Niggas call me tax man when I come for that head
I catch niggas in the club like, give my bread
But you how the shit gets, niggas get beat or dead
Only god is merciless, IÂ’m a hit you now
Take debt from a nigga, IÂ’m a get you crow
When is come for that money, I will hunt you down
Lord Jesus wonÂ’t save you, * you fuck up now *
Should thought about that nigga, when you cross that line
Should thought about that your life, when you took whatÂ’s mine