Intro 2 Lyrics

You can act like a man

What's the matter with you

Is this how you turn down a Hollywood spinochio that cries like a woman

I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse

Dead man tell no tales, dead man tell no tales

So the boy get left, shooters to my right and left

They gon' blow before you take a breath

And that's on my set, I swear I grew up with this chopper

I do not pull up without it and I ain't no threat

Every day up in the hood is a drought

So I'm hitting them licks and I'm leaving them wet

So you better come back here boy

And my shooters don't make no noise

Red dot beam on your head, I'mma press record

So you better come back here boy

And my shooters don't make no noise

Red dot beam on your head, I'mma press record

This for my haters

Is Mob Gang but we don't like neighbors

Never had to play tough

It was me and Big T on your block with that K tucked

Caught him sleep, no wake up

No face, no case him

I ain't gon' chase him

Big bullets gon' race him

I'mma walk his ass down to the ground like Jason

Hold up, how you talk big shit from so low to the ground

We spinning for real while you just spinning round

When we in your town get the addy in style

I probably throw this dick straight to your bitch

Then pull out just to make your sister lick it down

Next shit set trip, tec spit, damn

I bet he be dead before we hear the sound

I just came home but I still got guns

A lot of opps dead but the beef ain't done

Vito on go like he still on the run

We not waiting till nighttime to pull out the pump

Man got wet up, I bet that you wait till we leave

Before you pick your friend up

I don't do pressure

Back out and go in that bag

I'mma shoot whoever down that step up

Dead man tell no tales

Dead man tell no tales

So the boy get left

Shooters to my right and left

They gon' blow before you take a breath

And that's on my set

I swear I grew up with the chopper

I do not pull up without it and I ain't no threat

Every day in the hood is a drought so

I'm hitting them licks and I'm leaving them wet

So you better come back here boy

And my shooters don't make no noise

Red dot beam on your head, I'mma press record

So you better come back here boy

And my shooters don't make no noise

Red dot beam on your head, I'mma press record