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Mouth Write A Check

Don't let your mouth write a check that that ass can't cash

Don't let that finger pull the trigger and that ass get blast

Don't let them niggas pump your nuts and now you thinking you bad

Don't let me run up on yo' ass and you end up in the past

I know this nigga and he always be talking that bullshit

But little do he know he gon' suffer a wig split

Like fucking with the realest the illest will fucking kill him

A straight up headbuster and also a real nigga

There's gon' be consequences so niggas just run in here

I'm unloading the tone and popping an extra clip

A bitch nigga talking is something I can't stand

Or every last will pick up the mess that's gonna land

The I.V.'s in his arm the bullets up in his chest

His shop about to close he shoulda had on a vest

Don't fuck with me nigga that's something I have to stress

Keep talking shit boy your gonna end up with one less

I'm out the Bay nigga that's something you gonna respect

And stay out of my business before you feel the Tech

Don't give a shit bout you I treat you like my hoe

Gon' wake up one night and I'm kicking up in your door hoe

Don't let your mouth write a check that that ass can't cash

Don't let that finger pull the trigger and that ass get blast

Don't let them niggas pump your nuts and now you thinking you bad

Don't let me run up on yo' ass and you end up in the past

Don't let your mouth write a check that that ass can't cash

Don't let that finger pull the trigger and that ass get blast

Don't let them niggas pump your nuts and now you thinking you bad

Don't let me run up on yo' ass and you end up in the past

When I buck 'em, touch 'em, fuck 'em, now you clutching laying down

Got you ducking muthafucker, turn that smile to a frown

I will pop em, drop em, bullets launching, resting all up in your chest

I'm guessing letting bullets wet ya

Shoulda been drenched down in vest hoe that's fasho

I'm most definitely bringing pain to you niggas

like some bitches when I step up in this thang

All you niggas do is gossip like some lil' hoes

You might as well go down to the Shake Junt and slide down poles

Now you running while I'm gunning

Stomping hoping to get close to some shelter

Better catch up with some polices, hope that they can help ya

Help to [unverified] you just better get some younger quick and fast

I'm holding the match and your body's drenching down with gas

Got the tone to ya head yo' life flashing right front your eyes

Blow yo ass off [unverified]

Me and Project Pat toting gats we do this for sport

Have you made lights, camera, action on the news report

Don't let your mouth write a check that that ass can't cash

Don't let that finger pull the trigger and that ass get blast

Don't let them niggas pump your nuts and now you thinking you bad

Don't let me run up on yo' ass and you end up in the past

Don't let your mouth write a check that that ass can't cash

Don't let that finger pull the trigger and that ass get blast

Don't let them niggas pump your nuts and now you thinking you bad

Don't let me run up on yo' ass and you end up in the past

Now fuck this goddamn talking, make you bitches bring the pain

Catch yo' hoe ass walking stick a tone to ya brain

You insane if ya think I'ma still let ya breathe

I got Anna on my chest with some tricks up my sleeve

I'ma blast on ya hoe give a damn who was looking

Blow the top off your skull then your life has been tooken

You was cooking up a scheme tryna put me in the beam

But the jokes on you jack slapped his ass with the gat

Beat 'em down to the pavement squealing like a pig

My nigga, I don't save 'em beat em like a bitch

Ain't nobody tryna help ya, what they finna do

Hollow lead's gonna melt up, you and your crew

Superman stick your chest out

And watch this 38 slug blow your back out

Bout to bust on you boys shoot you till you dead

I love playing with them toys pocket full of lead

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