Free all them hitter’s, n#gg#
You know how we comin’
(Damn, Spancy)
Tell that b#tch to shoot above the rim, if he want catch me
Late at dark my n#gg#’s creepin’ tryna’ send one out to heaven
We don’t joce, we shoot to kill, we known to send sh#t up to God
Check the score we aced the board, it’s more like 6 to 24
Now we on his #ss, he thought he was safe, when we catch him blast
Bronem did ’em dirty, spin they block and wet sh#t up the fast (Skrrrt)
Said you smokin’ who?, you better be lucky we don’t catch you lackin’ (Whaaa)
Out in traffic, my ‘lil youngin’ feenin for to put you in a casket (Man what!)
Throw that mask on shawty, I ain’t rеally tryna’ catch a case (Fasho)
I got the drop, on this goofy opp he livе right the bay
n#gg#’s snakes, all black tech fleece I ain’t wanna leave a trace
Nasa say! when we catch ’em lackin’, make him dig his grave (Boo, boo, boom)
High off all this Mas I’m stupid, I can’t feel my face I’m to lit
Geekin’ off the med’s I’m movin’ (Yeah)
Since he been around ay (Yeah), he tryna carry blade’s
But his #ss a rat, I know ‘fasho (p#ss#) that he don’t carry K’s
His #ss scary aye
Tell that b#tch to shoot above the rim, if he want catch me (Gang)
Late at dark my n#gg#’s creepin’ tryna’ send one out to heaven
We don’t joce, we shoot to kill, we known to send sh#t up to God
Check the score we aced the board, it’s more like 6 to 24 (Lesssgetitt)
Now we on his #ss, he thought he was safe, when we catch him blast (Boo, boo, boom)
Bronem did ’em dirty, spin they block and wet sh#t up the fast
Said you smokin’ who?, you better be lucky we don’t catch you lackin’ (‘Fasho)
Out in traffic, my ‘lil youngin’ feenin for to put you in a casket
(Gang, gang, gang)
I need a bag (Bag), say you got me n#gg#, I know that be cap (Cap)
I need a mac (Mac), for the opp’s see you out, bronem gon’ blast (Rrraaa)
Hit the gas (Gas), f#ck 12 n#gg# I ain’t tryna go back (Nah)
Free up twinem (Twinem), f#ck Mas ain’t no peace!, I’m your #ss
Like bang (Bang), no friends, p#ss# n#gg#’s can’t hang
Like damn, get your man’s, cause that b#tch he a stain, he a fan (Stain gang)
Say he with it, than he ran (Ran), he ain’t stick by the code (Of course)
Bat a n#gg# in our plan’s (Plan’s)
I need a bag, say you got me n#gg#, I know that be cap
I need a mac, for the opp’s see you out, bronem gon’ blast
Hit the gas, f#ck 12 n#gg# I ain’t tryna go back
Free up twinem, f#ck Mas ain’t no peace!, I’m your #ss, like
Tell that b#tch to shoot above the rim, if he want catch me
Late at dark my n#gg#’s creepin’ tryna’ send one out to heaven
We don’t joce, we shoot to kill, we known to send sh#t up to God
(Boom, boom)
Check the score we aced the board, it’s more like 6 to 24 (Lesssgetitt)
Now we on his #ss, he thought he was safe, when we catch him blast (Boo, boo, boom)
Bronem did ’em dirty, spin they block and wet sh#t up the fast (Gang, gang)
Said you smokin’ who?, you better be lucky we don’t catch you lackin’ (‘Fasho)
Out in traffic, my ‘lil youngin’ feenin for to put you in a casket (Gang)
CTM, STK, sh#t n#gg#
Gang
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YTS Nasa Lyrics – Above The Rim