RETRIBUTION Lyrics

Four niggas with four hammers hop out the four door

Catch a snapshot to the face this ain't no photo

He got aim shooting from deep that's from the logo

Ball player turned to a gangster just for that

Hold on

Ball player turned to a gangster this life wicked

Jump ships from a scholar to member he into fitness

Making pack flips you would've thought that he was a gymnast

He'll put metal to ya mouth his whole crew full of dentist

Good kid changed living in a mad city

His bitch only bad cuz her life wasn't pretty

She playing with his heart like it was a pair of titties

And he thought with his dick he ain't thinking with his blicky

Them bullets penetrating now his soul is levitating

They celebrate his death like he died at the graduation

A honor student until he started trapping out the basement

He had some things in motion like a play was in the making

Now his little brother went a different route that he was taking

But witnessed what his momma went through and what he's embracing

He fantasizing about the green but he always see red

There is some pain to let out cuz his older brother dead

Load up that gun like fuck the jails the judge the Ds the feds

He wants to lay them down for good that casket they new bed

And he don't care how he goes out as long as its a bang

He seeking justice for his brother go kill what's her name

So it's

Four niggas with four hammers hop out the four door

Catch a snapshot to the face this ain't no photo

He got aim shooting from deep that's from the logo

Ball player turned to a gangster just for that

Hold on

Four niggas with four hammers hop out the four door

Catch a snapshot to the face this ain't no photo

He got aim shooting from deep that's from the logo

Ball player turned to a gangster just for that

Hold on