I was raised in the hood, cold what the diff?
Whether brothers in the hood be chivalrous
So I rest defense on my ligaments
Pistol grip pump on my lap, risking it
So life living it, never giving back
Too late for slipping, so slack... up
It's on my lap, it's on your lips so track shit
A steel dick full clip for punk butts
All I'm saying there ain't no question who the man is
In my Civic or in this showbiz
I shit a fool, I cut a fool, come on, what you say?
I think I can take care of all you motherfuckers no delaying, right away

Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Niggas fuck with other niggas' shit but they don't fuck with mine's

Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (right)
Cause tricks be out for your blind side (side)
Never understood it, but remember I showed you that
In the nineties you gotta look over your shoulder strap
Well that ain't nothing but just for getting high
And a cop ain't give a shit for just passing you by
If you're in trouble, on the double best to call your pals
If you ain't got none, bitch, I got- I got a million styles
Around me
Are we getting along?
We family, we better be
(We got your back, we got your back, 10)
(Just don't be pointing no more of them guns)
Aiight man...

Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Niggas fuck with other niggas' shit but they don't fuck with mines

Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Niggas fuck with other niggas' shit but they don't fuck with mine's

Rhyming is a cinch, son of a bitch I'm rich
But that don't mean you can gank me, cause all my peoples is pimps
Players, hustlers, killers, all been through the filter
I hang with my dogs man, fuck a gorilla
Iller, cadaver, hill-a, beans
Show me have a enough steam, to blow me up, run up, what up, shut up
A trick get the buckshots
Your daughter get the love, a lot
Until you're outie, at the cemetery
Man, she loves me, and not a single solitary witness to the party
And if you didn't know, should've asked somebody
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times

Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Niggas fuck with other niggas' shit but they don't fuck with mine's

Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times...
Niggas fuck with other niggas' shit but they don't fuck with mine's

Pistol grip pump
Pistol grip pump
Pistol grip pump
Yeah
Pistol grip pump
Pistol grip pump
Pistol grip pump
Ay man, Ay...


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