Through The Ceiling

[Intro: Bloodhound Lil Jeff]
Go, brrt

[Chorus: Bloodhound Lil Jeff]
Back in the 'Raq and (You know that), bitch, it's time to stand on business
Opps don't play 'cause I get vicious (You know that)
And if they did, they got death wishes (Uh-huh)
He got hit twice in his fitted
Been know he was dead, was there when they did it
10 milli' Glock'll leave a nigga wig split
Them ain't my opps if they ain't never did shit
Every Glock we got got switches (Brrt)
He got shot 'cause he was dissin'
I advise you not to go against us (Don't do that)
He tried to run, but fell 'cause I clipped him
He ain't on shit, a bitch, I know the real him (I know it)
Niggas be so fake, I can't feel them (I can't)
We don't play with opps, we kill them (You know that)
I'll put a nigga right up top through the ceilin' (Brrt)

[Verse 1: Bloodhound Lil Jeff]
Ain't duckin' no smoke, niggas know we spinnin'
Can't talk to God 'cause a nigga still sinnin' (Uh-huh)
We the ones patchin' opps and standin' on business (You know that)
Gen4 G-lock with a switch and a fifty (Brrt, brrt)
ARP, monkey nut, look like it got titties (Ayy)
Runnin' niggas down, workin' out, LA Fitness
Don't tote no Glock if it ain't got a switch (Brrt)
Sayin' pop on they block, that shit sound fishy
Ain't poppin' no Percs if that shit look iffy
Hold on, I just bapped 'cause I love that fetty
Draco slash a nigga like I had a machete
Meek Mill ass weird, can't feel him, no Diddy
If I wanna sniff a Perc', bitch, that's my business (My business)
Niggas always die tryna mind the wrong business
Bitch, I really don't bap, but I got ten fitteds
It's 'posed to be eleven right now, but he pendin'
Slide to a nigga home, but I ain't gon' mention
I know Slide ass gone, but they tryna hold on
He got tapped in his dome, had to shave his 'fro (Damn, damn)
I'm doin' this shit off the top, just flow (You know that)
When I jump, I don't think, just blow (Uh-huh)
Four-nick' put him down, he was yellin' on the floor (Yep, yep, ah)
If I fuck your ho, she gon' drop your lo'
Niggas tryna backdoor, but I just can't go (I can't)

[Chorus: Bloodhound Lil Jeff]
Back in the 'Raq and, bitch, it's time to stand on business
Opps don't play 'cause I get vicious
And if they did, they got death wishes
He got hit twice in his fitted (Brrt)
Been know he was dead, was there when they did it (I was)
10 milli' Glock'll leave a nigga wig split (Wig split)
Them ain't my opps if they ain't never did shit
Every Glock we got got switches (Brrt)
He got shot 'cause he was dissin'
I advise you not to go against us (Uh-uh)
He tried to run, but fell 'cause I clipped him (You know that)
He ain't on shit, a bitch, I know the real him (Uh-huh)
Niggas be so fake, I can't feel them (I can't)
We don't play with opps, we kill them (Kill they ass)
I'll put a nigga right up top through the ceilin'

[Verse 2: BloodHound Q50]
Still in the 'Raq and, bitch, I overstand on business
Just 'cause I rap, this shit ain't different
'Posed be in the hills, but I'm out spinnin'
Two niggas dead because they was stealin'
One nigga dead because he was pissin'
Another nigga dead because of his pendant
We seen him in a fishbowl, left his ass swimmin'
I advise your ass ride tinted
We ride in hot cars, this ain't rented
We got back, this shit ain't endin'
These niggas bitches, I don't feel 'em
All I know is hop out killin'
Put his ass on the news since he want attention
Y'all know what that mean if we go missin'
Pop up on live once that shit finished

[Chorus: Bloodhound Lil Jeff]
Back in the 'Raq and (You know that), bitch, it's time to stand on business
Opps don't play 'cause I get vicious (You know that)
And if they did, they got death wishes (Uh-huh)
He got hit twice in his fitted
Been know he was dead, was there when they did it
10 milli' Glock'll leave a nigga wig split
Them ain't my opps if they ain't never did shit
Every Glock we got got switches (Brrt)
He got shot 'cause he was dissin'
I advise you not to go against us (Don't do that)
He tried to run, but fell 'cause I clipped him
He ain't on shit, a bitch, I know the real him (I know it)
Niggas be so fake, I can't feel them (I can't)
We don't play with opps, we kill them (You know that)
I'll put a nigga right up top through the ceilin' (Brrt, brrt)

[Outro: Bloodhound Lil Jeff]
We don't play with opps, we kill them
Put a nigga right up top through the ceilin'