50 CLIP

[Verse 1 - Cut
Throat
Crew]



I get to shooting with my Smith & Wesson

Niggas talk down and they learning they lesson

Send them to heaven, they needed a blessing

Calling my phone, who the fuck is you texting?

Turn you to salad, I'm mixing the dressing

I'm speaking the truth, I would never be guessing

Bringing my team and we get to the pressing

We leaving you crying, it's looking depressing

Ima just scream out my lungs on the regular

We got the knives, guns, etcetera

Killing the others, don't need a competitor

You niggas actors, call up an editor

I really do not have no time for a bitch

I'm leaving them purple like Lilo & Stitch

You niggas scared, you niggas flinch

You niggas evil like you is the grinch







[Build - Cut
Throat
Crew & Drownmili]



I came to kill

I came to shoot

I came to kill everybody in the booth

I came to leave niggas missing with a tooth

I came to shoot shots at niggas from the roof



And I came with the gang

I came with the troops

My chopper go blam and knock you out the room

JFK we knock em out of the coup

Then we laugh at his mans while we pourin the deuce



[Verse 2 - Drownmili]



I keep a 50 clip, for all of these niggas talking but ain't walking shit

And I just might go off your shit

If I want your head, fuck niggas I'm haunting shit

I move with the medal, my foot on the pedal

Your not on my level, come look at my bezels

Boy your not a rebel, your more like a meadow

I came out the dirt, don't get hit by the shovel

Come break your back bitch

Come break your mouth

Come break my mattress

My chopper go splastic

My base is fucked

You should go blast it

I dance with the white, I dance with the pope

I dance with my gun, come dance with my scope

I dance with the product, I dance with the dope

I dance with my life, I dance with my hope