HALFTIME INTERLUDE

Woah Yeah Woah yeah woah yeah Woah If you cross me and you ain't dead you better thank God I love Johnny to death that's why I named my son shaad Ain't too many n**s left on the east that I ain't rob I wake and hustle everyday cause I done felt starved When I was young we stole candy now it's homicide On the way to splat some shit and I caught butterflies Streets murdered all my n**s and I'm traumatized That's why I'm killing all your n**s I can't spare nobody Oh you think I'm pussy cause I rap huh You want me to leave your brains in your lap huh Yo bitch say she love my music cause I snap huh You get mad you picture me hitting her from the back huh Screaming free him and you know your brother a rat huh Ya'll gone break and bend the G code for some racks huh I been letting shit slide now I'm amped up Everybody wanna shoot me we had to lap up (That shit weird and these n**s telling them when they get caught They put the pressure on the bitch n** that's around here he tell and he a rat He been that right before he got locked up) I refuse to argue with n**s I'd rather blick em I refused to reup with n**s I'd rather strip em I ain't seent your bitch in a minute she getting thicker Told her please don't suck on my tip cause that shit tickle My youngin' lost his brother he ain't talking then I feel him I seen it in his eyes he just wanna shoot his pistol You said you with this gangsta shit but n** that come with it The chopper in my room by the bed lil bruh go get it Way before the rap lines used to clap mine Leave his ass flatline yeah almost that time N**s get they chain snatched they never snatch mine Crucial where the percs at I need a halftime