Like Mike E

Yeah. Buzzin'. Said it was over for man. Back up in this bitch. SO1. How they gonna bury us? Yeah. Nig-niggas left me for dead Now I'm back And I'm loud I got all these suckers surprised Like, "Look who the shit he survived" All them Shootings, all them stabbings Niggas had to pick Sides We gon' make the mothers mourn We gon' Make some kids cry Be-be somber, Who you with though? I ain't leanin' out no Window Walk up on 'em ten toes These niggas Best get low Them niggas, they've been hoes My Heart, that been cold Yeah, I really miss road I thought I'd never get home, uh I just Did eight in the bing Took that shit straight On the chin The judge, he ain't know I'm A savage My nigga, I'm made for this shit I got niggas doin' recs, 30 year stretch, Just stay on the wing Soon as I stack Up the paper you know that I'm sendin' that In I had to eat from a kettle That Shit there was turnin' me mental It's time they Remember my name These niggas be actin' forgetful Whether you win or you lose you gotta make Niggas respect you I'ma ride 'til the wheels fall Off and the gears burn out and I run Out of petrol Tell my niggas I'ma ride for 'em Tell my niggas I'ma die for 'em If We end up in a jam tell 'em I'ma Do time for 'em Tell my haters I'ma shine On 'em Tell the bitches I got pipe for 'em I heard you want a nigga dead My Nigga, just tell me the price on Tell-tell My niggas I'ma ride for 'em Tell my niggas I'ma die for 'em If we end up on The stand tell my niggas I'ma lie for 'em Tell-tell my haters I'ma shine on Tell-the Bitches I got pipe for I feel like I'm Made out of iron I'm movin' like Mike Tyson 'em I'm-I'ma just get to parole Then-I'ma Get in my zone I might just come off The 'gram 'Cause these niggas ain't what they post They forgot that I know I put the fear In they soul I hear shit that they spoke I just keep my cards close Ain't no point In gettin' drawn out More hammers, nigga, More rounds M-more weight, nigga, more pounds A- Ain't nothin' else to talk 'bout 14, I was out there Beatin' cases, I ain't go Trial Give her a foreign and baby but I Cannot have your child Showin' racks on your Snapchat 'Til we turn up, where your snap at? Yeah, I chill with gorillas You niggas run with A rat pack I'm tryna get the bread and Bag that All your talk, you best back that Tell my nigga when you see that nigga don't Play, just whack that Knock-knock on your moms' Door. We don't give a fuck who's there Nigga Thought it was a game If it is, we Don't play fair Back-back 'Nam, I was made There Now-we eatin' out in Mayfair Came from The bottom, we straight to the top, and that's Somethin' that I gotta make clear. Tell my niggas I'ma ride for 'em Tell my Niggas I'ma die for If we end up in A jam tell 'em I'ma do time for 'em Tell my haters I'ma shine on 'em Tell the Bitches I got pipe for 'em I heard you Want a nigga dead My nigga, just tell me The price on 'em Tell-tell my niggas I'ma Ride for 'em Tell my niggas I'ma die for 'em If we end up on the stand tell My niggas I'ma lie for 'em Tell-tell my Haters I'ma shine on Tell-the bitches I got Pipe for 'em I feel like I'm made out Of iron I'm movin' like Mike Tyson 'em