On The Radar Freestyle Pt. 2

[Intro]
Talkin' too much, so nowadays got a nigga-uh—
Bitch, on 5

[Verse]
These niggas talkin' too much, so nowadays nigga sayin' less
Chest next, shot, nigga wear a vest
Fifty shots, shoot a nigga 'til he melt
Drop a dot, and the nigga get the belt
X'ed out, tell God how I felt
Real 5, I got bodies on my shelf
Gun smoke, Lil Yo, how it felt?
X, G5, leave a nigga melt
I just played the cards, damn-damn-damn-damn
Bitch, I'm really hard, steppin' by myself
Seven inch AR, make a nigga melt
Pop two bars, make you step on your-damn-self
Actin' hard, you will step on yourself
Boy, we kill your broad
You ain't safe, we gon' shoot through your bodyguard
Fuck the monеy, I just want your facecard
I'm write a book, call that bitch, "How to rob"
[?] clutchin', you gon' get a chеdder bomb
So you better up it, nigga, do your job
Get you gone
Everybody put money up, bury bonds
Knock your ass out the stadium, hot shit
This that shit that go crazy (Hot shit, hot shit, hot shit, hot shit, ayy)
Kill a nigga, then go fuck on my baby
Bitch nigga, come on and show me that you crazy
Nowadays niggas talkin' too much, so nowadays got a nigga sayin' less
Drop a body, ...