Outro (Live) Lyrics

Rauel, stop playing with these niggas

Want attention we gone put you on the news

My niggas trippen bitch you better lace yo shoes

wanna beef with us an have yo family pay yo dues

Well that's fine just don't move or we gone put yo life on snooze

Lot of niggas played they part an kept it cool

Yeah that's cool when i catch em yeah he know ima do

Ain't trynna past the strap cos i don't know if he gone shoot

We'll if he do well than that's coo bitch you know ima shoot too

Having motion way before 22

Before the .45 bro was tote'n .22

You can ask about the Reaper, had the special in his shoe

At the high, tote'n straps Rollas caught him at the school

They like a nigga, chased your brother, so we caught him after school

Life really a gamble, you gon' win or you gon' lose

Tryna touch so many thousands, tryna make these dollars move

A nigga snake my nigga, I ain't gon' lie, bitch, that was smooth

Bro was beating up the Load, prayed to God he made it through

I'm always to the neck, other niggas need a crew

Lil' bitch gon' throw the neck or she gon' pop it for the crew

If she can't pop it for the gang, lil' bitch, you gotta see it through

I don't even want no pussy, tryna see what you gon' do

Yeah you bad and boujie but i told the bitch i'm coo

My bitch really bad, that's enough for me, dude

In the club, shaking ass, that's enough for me, too

Want attention, we might put you on the news

My nigga tripping, bitch, you better lace your shoes

Wanna beef wit us and have your family pay your dues

Well, that's fine, just don't move or we gon' put your life on snooze