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take dat - the wreckshop family lyrics

[hook]
i stay riding through my city, with my pistol grip
so if you run up on me homie, you’ll get pistol whipped
cause when i pull that thang out, the shots rang out
take (that) take (that), take (that) take (catch that b-tch)

[a3]
ain’t a lame never been the type of n-gga, that’ll fall for the sl!ck sh-t
if they catch you at the red light and your rims tight
just might run up and let the thang spit
i keep my motherf-cking eyes open especially when i’m green choking
ain’t gon be the shirt soaking
you f-cking with somebody that’ll bust your head open
i’m tired of these n-ggas that’s coming around roaching
that’s why a n-gga keep a nine cause it’s cold on the outside
one shot everybody gon break wide
been thugging since a n-gga grew knee high
live a life trying to get by ducking homicide
while the n-ggas is looting up on my cash
but i could see straight through your mask
you think you finna get a n-gga to come and chill with ya
because you steady hollin’ bout you got some fly gr-ss
don’t make a n-gga deal with ya cause a hater blood spill quicker
run and ducking like n-gga
and jump in a g ride on the southside sw-ng wide
send him down the boulevard like skipper
my n-ggas don’t play no games, take pride in they aim to blow out your brain
lil’ drip on the concrete leaving a stain, twenty five shots how it came
why these po-po’s, keep f-cking with me
i’m hustling hard up in these streets, trying to make ends meet
they wanna see a n-gga falling, hate when we be balling
that’s why when i be in my suv, crawling aaah

[hook]

[craig g]
i stay fly through my city, i’m heated like frank nitty
revolver problem solver, b-tch n-gga desolver
six shooter or the glock, with the beam and the big ruger
magazine with them hollow tips, spit right through ya
i’ll do ya you run up, watch you get done up
these hot sh-lls hot as h-ll, they gon f-ck your front up
n-ggas is b-tchy, with them b-tch ways
see in a physical form you see a man, but within he just a b-tch made
n-ggas is p-ssy, like sylvester
this gat’ll check your will elector, att-tude adjuster
best to back-back, ‘fore i pull your cap back
clap back black gat, f-cking up your back black
that’s that b-tch, you’re f-cking with the wrong one
my aim precise, taking your life from the dome son
so i advise you guys, to think wise
n-ggas despise, i can see it all in your eyes

[a3]
so don’t you try, none of that bullsh-t
run up on me my n-gga, and i will pull quick
unless you wanna be laying, next to the pull pit
this what it do b-tch, you better get somewhere
keep doing it motherf-cker, trying to take my stacks
get back n-gga, ‘fore i unload this gat
get back what up kin folk, you think it’s a game
i got twenty five blow, you gon feel me mayn

[craig g]
this for you b-tch made n-ggas, we ain’t playing no games
one in the chamber full clip, hollow tips bring pain
accurate aim, taking n-ggas out with a slab
that quick sh-t’ll leave you split, peel you back like a scab

[hook]

- the wreckshop family lyrics

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