blow em off the map

they said it was war so where them niggas at get my bottle get my niggas my vest n my strap GPS the location blow they ass off the map give a fuck if he got bread I still get him clapped ut in these streets Martin got nothing to loose life a roll of the dice like Mike stick n move know the niggas like hoes they gone pick n choose thoughts got me rolling every hr faded off syrup n sour hang wit real killers wrong move we'll drop ya type wood u want red scope pine box ya bomb ya block turn ya mom spot 2 a parking lot have ya whole family buried 6 ft deep in one plot they said it was war so where them niggas at get my bottle get my niggas my vest n my strap GPS the location blow they ass off the map give a fuck if he got bread I still get him clapped niggas wit bread tend to forget it's a jungle out here u either shoot or get hit so don't stumble out here or we be diggen a pit wolves what we is n we hungry we tear up shit every day Halloween u betta beware we shoot we stab commit crimes n get away fast know niggas cop callers they gone run n tell shit fast always a witness fuck wit me you'll witness ya last they said it was war so where them niggas at get my bottle get my niggas my vest n my strap GPS the location blow they ass off the map give a fuck if he got bread I still get him clapped war we built ready guns we got heavy can't hang it crowds I'm labeled as 2 deadly the gun aim steady sell coke n dope heavy corrupt neighborhood gave me my game so I'm ready around me please don't act to edgy I blow ya lips off ya face and skate like Wayne Gretzky then tell u fuck the police let me take ya statement now what u gone tell em they said it was war so where them niggas at get my bottle get my niggas my vest n my strap GPS the location blow they ass off the map give a fuck if he got bread I still get him clapped