762 (Feat. Chuckyy & Big Opp)
Bloodhound Q50
2:49Shots to anybody, I ain't pickin' You know that lil' nigga be trippin' City watchin' while I pop out, I be drippin' Well aware the police watchin', they be fishin' I ain't gon' speak about no mission, that shit past due But go ask Slide again, that's if you wanna crash too Crash too, savage, but I play it mad cool Bullets make a nigga act new Lord, I'm fucked up Mind bent, murder be in my head Gotta stay strong, know they want a nigga gone 'Fore they kill us we gon' fry 'em that's enough said But I'm fucked up, I ain't even tryna go fed' But I see red, I just see red All I see red Keep the pistol everywhere, another man can never fear I can't have him 'round me playin' gangster, he ain't never flare Broski doin' a bid his life ain't shit he feel it's better there Judge confused she gave him twenty-five and he ain't shed a tear Use to rob my mama tried her best, but I need better gear Trauma on my mental annually, I pray a better year All of a sudden they act like I owe 'em 'cause the cheddar here I was broke you saw this as a joke, boy, you ain't never care And I'm mind bent, murder be in my head Gotta stay strong, know they want a nigga gone 'Fore they kill us we gon' fry 'em that's enough said I'm fucked up, up, up I ain't even tryna go fed, but I see red But I see red, all I see red Go I'm the youngest but a vet' Old niggas show me my respect Been had a name before the fame I got my name from catchin' hats My brother left, it ain't the same sometimes I wanna run it back Catchin' niggas, let off shots, laugh after hits, we made a mess Robbin' niggas takin' chains I woulda traded for the best Poppin' Percs back to back, my mama think that I'm depressed We the reason why your brother got his bitch-ass laid to rest You can't get up in this V if you ain't never caught no hat We clapped his ass on the side of church, he layin' on Marquette I lost two brothers in two months it got me thinkin' I'm facin' death Drillin' with these bitch-ass niggas only thing that I regret In my city I'm a threat Jeff he left me by myself Puttin' niggas on the shelf Where you goin'? Boy, come here Made his mama shed a tear Leave your Runtz up in the air Clappin' niggas in the Pier I'm young and turnt and killin' shit, that's some shit you can't compare Go Long live my brother he probably kilt your bitch-ass brother Go