Let Me Talk My Shit, Pt. 2

[Intro]
Ooh-wee
Ooh, know what I'm sayin'
Now this bitch raw right here
Turn me up real fast
Ayy (Ooh-wee)
Ooh-wee (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ooh-motherfuckin'-wee (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Dumbass nigga
Niggas gon' hate me for this (What the fuck goin' on?)
Check it

[Verse]
Heard some niggas wanna kill me (Huh?), nigga, move somethin' (Nigga, move somethin')
Fuckin' with them switches, I done fucked around and blew somethin' (Bah)
Get on it
We jus got his drop, so we gon' sit on it (Come here)
Thought he was bad bitch out in public how we hit on him (Grrt)
Dance with it
Pussy was so good, I had to dance in it (Ooh)
Bro wasn't even like that
Well, why the fuck you put your mans in it? (Why the fuck you put your mans in it?)
Dum-dum
Chopper don't make sense without a drum-drum
Heard that lil' load he in got chewed up like some bubblegum (Bah)
Ooh-wee
I just caught a opp and made a movie (Ooh-wee)
All these damn clips on us, don't ask us what we shooting (Who we shootin' at)
Shake hands? Pussy saw me out and tried to shake hands (Pussy tried to shake my hand)
If I blow this glocky, he might fuck around and break dance (Dumbass)
Ask the last tough nigga how we Deebo'd him (Deebo'd that nigga)
Told Baghdad to wake him up, he went to sleep on him (He went to sleep on him)
His bitch get fucked, then go home and go to sleep on him
Thought he was a slave the way we caught him and we beat on him (Come here)
Ayy, ayy
I might hop out trippin' with this AK
(You think you a man with that gun in your hand, don't you?)
Yeah, I ain't Craig or Day-Day (I ain't Craig or Day-Day)
This ain't Friday, this ain't no movie, I'ma blow you (I'ma blow you)
Walk up on me strange, you gettin' changed if I don't know you (Dumbass lil' nigga)
Oh, he think it's sweet? Come see, I'll show you (Come here)
Get that bitch stopped, I promise they gon' have to tow you (They gon' have to tow you)
Get in there
Oops, I missed her face, got it in her hair (Got it on her hair)
She gon' still eat this dick up like she don't even care
Pop, pop
All you heard is shots, then an opp dropped (Bah, bah)
I think niggas scared 'cause they don't never slide on my block

[Outro]
Never slide over here
Never slide over here
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Your mother and I never would've moved into this neighborhood if we had known you need a gun to walk down the damn street
You know how it is around here
Oh, no, son, that's not the way it is
You kids today are nothin' but punks
Sissified
So quick to pick up a gun
You're scared to take an ass-whippin'