Lyrics
(AXL)
I'm the reason why these niggas mad
We the reason why these niggas mad
Gang the reason why these niggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag
I'm the reason why these niggas mad
We the reason why these niggas mad
Gang the reason why these niggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag
Better recognize who you dealing with
Run up, gun up, gon' be a death
Leave a blicky looking all sticky, drippy
Paramedics looking for his chest
Catch him time 'cause you know them blickys quickie
Stupid niggas running with the best
Think they hiding all behind they stiff McQueen
You stupid, that's a scarf, it's not a vest
Give him two-three shots
Walk up on him point-blank Hollow, chrome throw
TuTu gon' free shots
I ain't even have to aim, Randy Moss throw
Watch me switch with the flow
Herbin niggas talking, talking, looking, causing show
Watch your bitch take the bros
Heard they plotting on your stupid ass for the dope
We don't spin in no Suburbans
Walk up gunning just to hurt 'em
Grab the nina for the purging
Catch him sliding, it's a murder
I ain't playing with you Gerbers
Fross gon' roll up like he Herbert
Any season, know it's scorching
Moving on 'em, steady scoring, look
We just be lurking and seeing 'em
Free G Gil, nigga, shout out my nigga Trouble
He be on checkin' 'em and preeing 'em
Shots at the top will fuck up, have you seeing double
We get to lugging, they G'ing 'em
Trap out the spot and bring guns
Gotta bleach the hundos, I catch 'em swerving in vehicles
Bet you they not shooting back, watch his teammates crumble
I'm the reason why these niggas mad
We the reason why these niggas mad
Gang the reason why these niggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag
I'm the reason why these niggas mad
We the reason why these niggas mad
Gang the reason why these niggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag
Niggas watch, niggas lurk
I'ma put his guys on a shirt
Then bend his block wit' a
I'ma send him shots wit' a
Look, nigga money piling, they be hurting
Have my Locs slide down and burn him
Big bullets glide down and curl him
When a grey flag putting work in
Catch you with the Ls and we tote
Let them demons out in a joke
Catch him walking 'round with no pole
Have my hollows bop in his coat
Then my Franklin side leave him floating
And my KA guys pull the curtain
All my niggas grinding for certain
Tre shots flying in his skirt
Moving Gang niggas do this
Moving Gang niggas shooters
Take your stash, have you looting
Niggas chat, leave 'em snoozing
With a couple shots, we gon' let him have it
My Third spin blocks
Watch 'em send free shots from the automatic
Send three shots, make the Sergeant panic
Man the works lil' got a bass so loud in this bitch
Toting no two-three rounds in the clip
Don't get shot down tryna slide on me bitch
Had to lay his ass down niggas blinding and shit
Call up Frost, airing out crowds with the shit
Ceasar hot, tearing down blocks with the tips
I done got way too hot with this shit
I should put the gat down, but I ain't tryna slip
Let 'em know
We don't spin in no Suburbans
Walk up gunning just to hurt 'em
Grab the nina for the purging
Catch him sliding, it's a murder
I ain't playing with you Gerbers
Frost gon' roll up like he Herbert
Any season, know it's scorching
Moving on 'em, steady scoring
I'm the reason why these niggas mad
We the reason why these niggas mad
Gang the reason why these niggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag
I'm the reason why these niggas mad
We the reason why these niggas mad
Gang the reason why these niggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag
Grrt, niggas know how we movin', man
Free Front, free G Gil, free Kevin
Free Ace, free Rodeo, free Benji (brrt)
R.I.P. Speedy Loco
