Bandana rap,
hammer on the lap
Cadillac black, leanin' way back
Beam on the rats,
whole team strapped
Niggas wanna yap,
I ain't hear none of that
Clap, clap, clap,
motherfucker, where it at?
Push the shit back, let the bitch nigga nap
So save all the dap scrap,
I ain't here to rap
It's some real niggas back,
puttin' killin' on the map
Murder in the game,
y 'all ain't never hear the name
Don't see a nigga face,
motherfucker, close case
Pound in the waist,
devil in the eye
Talents in the clip,
flip, let the nigga die
The dead don't cry, prep low tide
Devil breath, soup dupe, leg gon' fly
Bye -bye -bye, the pressure I apply,
the yell is the high, you can smell the flesh fry
This is what it sound like,
this is what it sound like
When you hear murder calling you
God save your soul, God save your soul
Oh, you don't want them
angels calling you
This is what it sounds like, it be a tragedy
Fuckin' with my faculty,
my accuracy, the aim shoot
Hittin' niggas back in knees,
droppin' like the fruit from
an apple tree
Slaughtered them casualties,
beef on the menu
And I'm orderin' like Applebee,
a dab of D
Balls mean the door,
I'm like the rapper, B -I -G
A pot, I won't hesitate
to clap and squeeze
The ending of the story, never ever after
Happily, happily ever after
is only where the crackers be
All I feel is pain like a blasphemy,
blasphemy
Try to clap, pop, snap, crackle me
Actually, know these niggas sweeter
than a Snapple tea
When fightin',
even if you pass them off as blasphemy
They fuckin' with the guts
and the depth,
always fast asleep
Clap to peace, hamstreet,
swerve off, crash the beat
Savagely, ride or die,
leave you on the mat to see
Survive, then he'll be screamin' oh,
like masterpiece
This is what it sound like,
this is what it sound like
When you hear
murder callin' you
God save your soul,
God save your soul
You don't want them angels callin' you
This is what it sounds like
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