Susi: A minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Am
Yeah, what up?
Am
Bm
This your boy, to the Dash
Hell and Back
Styles straight out the penn
Verse 2
you could bite my dick
I got a case, I'ma fight my shit
I got a blunt, I'ma light my shit
I'ma chain smoke with cocaine sellers
Stick up kid took the game over
Niggaz hate death,
still gotta break necks
I'm at the dealer coppin shit
they ain't make yet
You think you're nigga happy,
I'm just trigger happy
Phone ring a lot,
niggaz throwin figgas at me
I got major plans, you get in the way
And your throat is the place
where my banger lands
You don't wanna anger me,
upset me or startle me
You don't want a part of me,
I'm goin for the arteries
And I'm a colt- 45 user,
G- Host to the game of death
You about to die loser
This is Holiday and Dash- On
We burn a whole fuckin house down
so I don't need a mask on
Verse 3
Am
You don't respect my flow
you gon respect my gangsta
Or get stabbed with
this motherfuckin banger
Tell 'em P
You don't like my shit
you could bite my dick
I got a case I'ma fight my shit
This for the streets
Verse 4
Am
Nigga don't think cause you hot today
you can't be in the fridge tomorrow
If you a family man I'll send you back
your kids in a jar
You bought your soldiers,
nigga I was raised with mine
I got three kids, four, five,
but I raise my nine
I'll have yall niggaz missin
your moms
Then let you find her wearin
long sleeves but missin her arms
And ain't nothin for
me to twist ya wig
All I gotta do is puff some weed
then listen to B.I.G
Then come back and level the city
I got my money up, my band is thirty,
my bezzle is fifty
My vest weigh fifteen, bannana hold sixty
So I can run slow and hit you up swiftly
Extort rappers,
they break me down half of their check
I keep a banger that'll break
down half of your neck
I done been through hell and back,
jail and bail me back
Drag and S.P.'ll blow off half
Interlude 1
of your chest
Am
Verse 5
Am
It's like a kodak moment
come capture this
How I motherfuckin fracture shit,
yall niggaz talkin blaphemis
Motherfuckers we make classic shit,
matter fact I'll mash ya shit
Yall niggaz like potatoes to me
And I might be high but you look
good with a halo to me
And I ain't got a problem wit a problem
Fuck 'em cause I know he gon
Verse 6
die with a nine in his noggin
Am
Yeah, Drag back with the Ghost
You know what that means,
more vests and a lot more toast
I'm a lot older plus a lot
more violent
Tip of my guns covered,
it's a lot more silent
My niggaz pop off off imposts
Murder ya kinfolks and we
ain't even fuckin start wildin
So be cautious nigga or be
in the coffin nigga
Cause we'll bring it to
Outro 1
the hardest or the softest nigga
Am
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