Nothing Personal (Part 1)

[Verse 1:Snap Capone]
In that CLA talking mad greaze
It's headshots when I slap these
Guns in my pocket like some house keys
I'll shoot the whole strip then I'm outie
I know the feds wanna Mark Duggan me
But I stay with my stick still ducking D's
Got some fresh dots, rettas and some fresh Glocks
I know the plug, I phone him up "I need ten box"(ten boxes)
If they send subliminals we'll send ten shots
Niggas gone mad fucking round with me(crazy)
The AK down my legs real casually
Cause a casualty redrum catastrophe
I'm whipping up food, this ain't scrambled eggs
The budge same colour as Malcolm X
I'm in the X4 talking coke prices
Gonna rob the lick if the price rises
I make the heat rise like the fucking climate(rise it up)
Thirty shots to his chest, leave him lifeless
In the kitchen whipping chicken tennessee
A half a chicken, nigga that's eleven G's(half a brick)
550 Shoes bitch st.laurents(ok ok ok ok)
If she see this money, I bet she comes ("bet she gonna come)
I'm going to fuck these bitches... one by one(get in line)
I'm strapped with this big terminator gun(yeurghhh)
My niggas doing life, I'm still optimistic(free my niggas)
You've never caught a body, let's be realistic(let's be real)
If a body got dropped, you know I did it(SNAP CAPONE!)
From Pecky to Wooly, they know I blow my biscuit(OK!)
I don't rate man, the tre wave spray man
I tan skin, spray tan, I'm a grave man(Calass)
The Mossberg pump, that's the broomstick(that's the broomstick)
One dump chump, you'll be wounded(boom)
Look, I was in jail riding stiff time(I was in jail)
Now it's eighteen carat gold on my wristline(styling)
I'll send one hundred shells when it's stick time(boom boom boom)
The MAC turn your face into fragments
I only speak money, I don't know broke language
Getting head in that pearl white Aston Vanquish(Aston Martin)
Your nigga got merced, never ride for him
My stick foreign, whip foreign, chick foreign
Dick blowin
Wrist glowin
Make a killing off that white girl Pistorius (Oscar)
Counting up racks, free older snap
Free Nuttie too
The slug will split your mind in two
I'm a banger on my ones, I don't need no crew
You'll be hooked to tubes
When the uzi booms
Niggas say it's beef, so I'm loading up
Look, I could have his chest all opened up