[?] County, 911, what's the address of— Sir is there any serious bleeding I said yes, bro Okay, is he completely alert? Is he what? Is he completely alert? Do you hear him? Do you not hear this man, bro? Sir, I'm asking you, is he completely alert? He's neutralized— Are you with him now? He's neutralized until you guys get here Uh (Pooh, you a fool for this one), yeah, yeah, bitch I end up hitting that hoe in my socks (Oh lord, Jetson made another one) Getting into it with one shoe on Hitting that hoe in my socks Popping shit how I pop it, uh Riding around with that Glock, yeah Talking shit like my mama Ready to hit like my pops Come fuck around with me, fuck around with me, you gone fuck around, get shot I ain't giving warnings to niggas, I'm stepping Pull out that forty on niggas and Uh Pull out that forty on niggas and bless 'em If you good with the lord then I'll send you to Heaven If not go to hell lil' nigga Trigger happy, I'ma drop shells lil nigga Bond money, we don't fuck with jail lil nigga Anybody 'round me pay the bail and go get 'em Hope that hating shit working out The black and the white people all on my dick 'cause I'm versatile It's Baby, that nigga you heard about I fucked on her, she a squirter now I like how she talk, I'm in love with her I'm kidding, say whatever to get that lil kitty Niggas ever ain't tripping on titties Take this bread and go get me a glizzy Fuck bitches, get money, got it tatted on my thighs I see every time a nigga shitting Except the ones that caught the pounds like my first baby mama And still my lil gangsta give me remy Bitch, I been player, niggas silly If she come earning some stripes, I might let her spend the night Keeping on one of my Nikes, freaking three hoes like a dyke Yeah, yeah Getting into it with one shoe on Hitting that hoe in my socks Popping shit how I pop it, uh Riding around with that Glock, yeah Talking shit like my mama Ready to hit like my pops Come fuck around with me, fuck around with me You gone fuck around and get shot Watch how you talk to me, please, I get angry I get angry like my brother G I was little, I pissed in the bed Sleep head to toe with my big brother Reef I don't care how the fuck I go out, I bet it won't be 'bout no motherfucking freak When I said I go out, I ain't talking 'bout dying I ain't leaving no sooner than seventy three I pulled up Chevelle, that's a seventy two I do everything way better than you Bitch ass niggas, I ain't caring what you do Bitch ass nigga, I ain't scary I'ma shoot Bitch get missing, I ain't caring if she cute Nah for real, probably keep it too real Ain't no secret can't keep my lil chill Niggas gone eat dick just to keep that lil deal Lost twenty million for keeping it real Bitch, I ain't even tripping, I don't give a fuck, about no money Long as I could take care of all my children All of my nieces, nephews, mama, and cousins They ain't yelling free Dashmond then it's fuck 'em I just shot my bae mama some money, and told her I love her I'm thuggin I'ma end up— Getting into it with one shoe on Hitting that hoe in my socks Popping shit how I pop it, uh Riding around with that Glock, yeah Talking shit like my mama Ready to hit like my pops Come fuck around with me, fuck around with me You gone fuck around and get shot, nigga