In Too Lyrics

I'm in here with all my niggas one thing you know we banging eight

Ain't chasing after hoes we want one thing and that's the fucking cake

Make a diss on one them members you might catch one to the face

You can stunt in front them hoes but you know one thing we don't play

Nm8 is not a crew

Bitch you know we a family too

Try us if you wanna see how we get down and what we do

Only the family gone make it out you can't run boy when we shoot

Gone send some shots out of a coupe

Look what you got yourself into

When it rain, rain, rain, the perfect time to slide

I'm with the same gang, gang, gang, and i'm not switching sides

I'm him for real i never lied

Run up on me i bet you die

Gone send your soul up to the sky

I don't know why you'll fucking try

Lil bitch i'm B-I-G O double R lil hoe you know the rest

Cut that nigga by his fucking throat he talking out his neck

He said he sending shots for real i know he do over the internet

Me and my niggas be with the shit for real we don't get into that

I think i hear the alarm

Feel like them niggas that called my niggas trying to get me gone

Shawty why you do the shit you do if yo say i'm your only one

Are you with me cause you love me for real or you just after my funds

I'm like boom bang bitch pow you bet not make a sound

We came here for a reason put it in your face bitch hit the ground

My lil hitta gone run up in the spot he probably shake you down

We be them niggas watch how we walking we taking over ya town

I'm in here with all my niggas one thing you know we banging eight

Ain't chasing after hoes we want one thing and that's the fucking cake

Make a diss on one them members you might catch one to the face

You can stunt in front them hoes but you know one thing we don't play

Nm eight is not a crew

Bitch you know we a family too

Try us if you wanna see how we get down and what we do

Only the family gone make it out you can't run boy when we shoot

Gone send some shots out of a coupe

Look what you got yourself into

Smoke this wood and stunt on they ass

Say he got pressure turn 'em gas

You better listen to me right now i'm taking they ass to class

I'm glad to say i ain't seen my nigga put in a body bag

We apply that pressure first never gone give a nigga a chance

I'm that nigga who never compete they try to shit on me

Before i let you come shoot up my crib boy meet me in the streets

I can't deal with my family death if a nigga tried to get me

I'ma end this shit before it start cause i don't do well with the beef

I'm in here with all my niggas one thing you know we banging eight

Ain't chasing after hoes we want one thing and that's the fucking cake

Make a diss on one them members you might catch one to the face

You can stunt in front them hoes but you know one thing we don't play

Nm8 is not a crew

Bitch you know we a family too

Try us if you wanna see how we get down and what we do

Only the family gone make it out you can't run boy when we shoot

Gone send some shots out of a coupe

Look what you got yourself into