My Lil Niggaz

(الألبوم: It's A Scary Site - 2012)

[Intro: Fredo Santana]
My lil niggas with the shits don't play around
If you acting really tough, I take you down
If you holding onto work, I take you down

[Hook: Fredo Santana]
My lil' niggas with the shits don't play around
Grab that chopper, grab that K, 100 rounds
If you acting really tough, I lay you down
If you holding onto work, I take you down
My lil' niggas with the shits don't play around
Grab that chopper, grab that K, 100 rounds
If you acting really tough, I take you down
If you holding onto work, I take you down

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
If you talking shit, I lay you down
Nothing but semis, and AKs, a hundred rounds
Own a lot of guns, I'm cashing out
Show these fuck niggas what we about
Pull up on they blocks, get to busting
Shoot a nigga, then act like it's nothing
O Block and 300, we coming
Them the hoods, and I been there since a youngin
Dissing us, you ain't got sense or some'n?
Chopper bullets, click clack, spitting on 'em
Dissing us, you ain't got sense or some'n?
Chopper bullets, click clack, spitting on 'em

[Hook: Fredo Santana]

[Verse 2: Fredo Santana]
If you holding on that work, I take you down
My lil' niggas with the shits don't play around
Reese, he with that chopper, hold a hundred rounds
Sosa with the shits, he love them gun sounds
If you acting really tough, I blow you down
Run up in your spot, and lay you down
Everybody on the floor don't make a sound
Shoot them bullets, and we aiming at your mind
Shoot them bullets, and we aiming at your mind
A couple stacks up on your head, don't waste no time
A couple stacks up on your head, don't waste no time
My lil niggas with the shits don't play around

[Hook: Fredo Santana]

[Verse 3: Lil Reese]
My lil niggas with the shit, bitch, this the crowd
All my niggas, we up in this bitch; it's going down
And if he acting like he holding, then we take him down
Ride around, blowing loud, fuck hoes by the crowd
I can't trust a soul, so I bought a hundred round
Silencer up on the.30; that bitch don't make a sound
I can't fuck with new niggas; move 'em 'round
If he acting like he tough, them guns'll turn him down
Mouth duct-taped, I don't make a sound
We what's up; she'll fuck I'm the man now
Hit a lick, bust a move, shoot straight out of town
We what's up; she'll fuck I'm the man now

[Hook: Fredo Santana]