M-Town Representatives ft Hypn - Gangsta Boo

Niggas you roll them dice

You better except how they fall

Ni**a you f**king wit Juice

Ni**a you f**king wit Paul

Ni**a you f**king wit Boo

Ni**a you f**king wit Black

Lil b**ch you f**king wit Lord

Lil b**ch you f**king wit Pat

Ni**a you f**king wit Roc

Ni**a you f**king wit Chat

And if you f**k wit La Chat

We blow your chest through your back

And if you f**k wit anyone else

I don't give a f**k

Because they don't plead and breed HCP ni**a what

I always leave them in suspense

Better put up your defense

cause this .44's intense

Niggas catch a body risk

Bloody glock bloody trench

Bloody bodies on the fence

Bloody legion, all you b**ches bloody six is in the midst

Oh my Lord, Infamous

Cock the hammer let it split

I'm the damager carnage

I'm the razor in your wrist

I'm the medicine you hit

Got you f**king throwing fits

Kicking chairs and swinging fists

How long can you get to this?

Play

It started way back when a ni**a was a kid

I stick and move my ni**a

That's the sh*t that I did

I broke a few f**king bones

And I cast few stones

I pulled a few f**king tone

Man that sh*t went wrong

You got me stuck in the zone

When a ni**a doing wrong

I pop you once in your head with that goddamn chrome

Don't give a f**k motherf**ker

If your family moarn

Shouldna stepped to me dawg

Shouldna stepped to me at all

You weak busta!

A mistaken ID

Wanna put me in the po-key

Cuz I'm on parole

Police swearing that they know he

Had to do the sh*t

Cuz Project Pat is a convict

Whose North Memphis raised

Hood bred taking no sh*t

If I did the hit

You'll be left okey dokey

Still selling d**e on the motherf**king lowski

When I pull the tone

After that squeeze the trigger

On any punk b**ch or a ho a** ni**a!

See I'ma go and have to kill a b**ch

Empty the clip

I guess that's the only way

Or I'ma have to buy you a lick

La Chat ain't with that bullshit

I be burying hoes

And I'ma do it for the weather b**ch

F**k a low low

Man I'm a mean b**ch I tell ya

I done been there done that

It ain't no mission I can't finish

Nothing ain't too tough for Chat

So if you catch me slippin ho

F**k me wearing a mask

Cuz once I know its you fo sho

I'ma cremate ya a**

Can a ni**a get chosen

Knees kinda cold

Have you seen a memphis playa

Ride bentley rose

I done told ya that I'm always gonna stand on ten toes

With a liquor bottle, crack, and a blunt already rolled

My cologne smell the curb

Just superb on these hoes

Hanging with these Memphis killas

With that candy round they nose

On my neck on my wrist

Is that jewelry that be froze

On my face is my cardier shades and my golds

Is this a stain to be making?

It's a T-Roc creation

No roofer sniper you facing

I'm like an offspring of Satan

My innovation of danger

From the slugs of the chamber

Keep more guns than a ranger

Prepared to mangle a stranger

My competition deleted

From verbal telekenisis

Placing bodies in ditches

And leave them stinking like fecis

Once the list is depleted

Fold my dollars like creaces

My coalition is the Hypnotize Camp

Its no secret ni**a!

If I go leave me a stain

I got two glocks and a blunt

Bout to let you b**ches know

That Gangsta Boo don't give a f**k

I got diamonds on my wrist

I got diamonds in my teeth

Is it a bird?

Is it a bee?

Can you b**ches picture me?

Talking sh*t about Ms. Lady

When you know you wanna f**k

Ya'll round town clowing

Doing donuts in the truck

Got you b**ches to the flo'

Got the ni**a take his dough

I be Mrs. "Where Da Dollas At?"

You hatas know the score

I be ballin ATL

I hit round up on the cell

Got them meet me at the swiss

And bring some niggas to the tale

Might as well go on playa

Ya'll ain't ready for the gangsta ho

I be rippin b**ches

Like guerilla, murder, kill ho

I don't give a f**k

What you groupies say up in the streets

Catch me off in gucci sheets

Sleeping living luxury

Just to give you hoes

All the answers you been waiting fo

I remain the undisputed champ

Ni**a ye ain't know?

Ha Ha...B**ch!