Law & Order 2 ft. Lil Von Lyrics

You think that nigga real, but he a bitch to us

You think he ain't never squeal, but he a snitch to us

Flexing that lil' ass B-Roll, that ain't shit, man, that ain't rich to us

Before I hit the wood, man, I'ma ask, is that that Chris or what

Mmm, yeah, nigga, we send the blitz

Fuck I look like, sending him off, I'm the one can do a hit

I wasn't learning shit in school, so I started selling chips

Diss on Dame, he think it's cool, it's okay, give him the clip

Nigga, give him, nah, give him 50

Cause he think this shit cool, why he keep on playing with me

Like, he don't know how niggas get

Mmm, ask around, where your brother in that-

Hell nah, boy, I can't show my hand

Why the fuck you think we beefing? You can't show a band

Spent that block, got on they ass, guess what? Them niggas ran

Send them shots, they burnt them up, they gave his ass a tan

Ayy, man, these niggas be so capped

Nigga think he bout it, he be saying that he blackout

I ain't get to touch him, but I made that pussy tap out

Niggas copping out, why you talk if you gon' back out

I was in Miami, I ain't talking bout First 48

I just made some money, and I'm trying to make some more than they

My partner from the Nap so free AT, and you throw up the K

I put that on the gang, I swear to God, you better not play with Tay

All these hoes be fake as hell, they just like the D-Ride

All these niggas broke as hell, put purple tag on Levi

Most the niggas, dap you up, be praying on your D-Mise

If it ain't about the money, hold on, call me some like T.I

Young nigga feel like TIP

Blue 100's all I want, but I ain't no fucking crip

When I see that boy, swear to God, I'm gon' kill him

Drac done hit him in the head, now his ass turned into a Dylan