Play Dead

Ready to shoot
Oh my God Denaro
Lil Unc pulled up make a nigga play dead
Lil Unc uh, uh
Denaro where the luv at?
Bigg Unccc pulled up, make a nigga play dead
50 round drums shot, leave his ass with no head
Hit it from the back, then I skeet up on her forehead
Shots out skat, and running out with nose tags
Nose tags
Chopped out him out with the gang, now they throwing in a white flag
Ima kept spent, till I put him in a black bag
Money on your head, but I wanted with a tote tag
Tote tag
Tote tag
Bitch see me in person, that hoe she was so bad
I popped me a perc and I f*** like I’m so mad
Sworn on a beat, cuz I know she gon go back
I slide on the maro, and vity bitch so fast
I jump out the window and shoot till theres no mag
Try to run up 30 shots make you go back
High as a bird but you won’t keep me dimebag
I ran it up and I did it myself
I upped the Glock, and he shitted himself
I was like somebody get him some help
I got promethazine, green on the Shelf
Yup, on the Shelf, uh
Swerved to the right, so I swerve to the left
Pull up on yo block, dropping shit like a chef
I jump out the window, and shoot till the death, uh
Till you die, yeah
These n***** be capping they broke need a money front
Jump off the porch and I went on a money hunt
I’m in the trap and I’m smoking on money runts
Run up on Unccc Ima send yo ass path or sum
I got a Choppa and it came with the hunted runts
I’m smoking on pack and it smelling like underarm
He copied my style so I called his ass donuson
We get the drop then we spend like a celing fan
I call up the city, they pull up in a minivan
He popped him a perc now he think he a superfan
I was sworn up on shooters like I was a hooper man
556, make your ass to the Riverdance
Before I start rapping your hoe know I’ve been a man
Price on yo head then you know I’ma kill a man
I walked that boy down turn him into a shitty man
Bigg unccc pulled up, make a nigga play dead
50 round drums shot, leave his ass with no head
Hit it from the back, then I skeet up on her forehead
Shots out skat, and running out with nose tags
Nose tags
Chopped out him out with the gang, now they throwing in a white flag
Ima kept spent, till I put him in a black bag
Money on your head, but I wanted with a tote tag
Tote tag
Tote tag