MontannaATM - Hawk Em
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{Intro}
(You don't got no sauce, then you lost)
Gang
{Verse}
A hundred thousand in one month, I'm in my bag for real
Gotta watch that shit you rap about, that shit might get you killed
A lot of these niggas be in the way and a lot these niggas ain't gettin' no pape'
Man, how the fuck could you stay broke twenty-four hours out of a day?
I seen my dog, he switched shit up, it's no more water, cut him off
How the fuck you claimin' motion? Baby mama took her kids and got you walkin'
I'ma forever stand on business, chase me a bag 'til I'm exhausted
Forever chase shit down, stand right over his head the way we hawk him
Face Shot Gang, we push up (?...)
We made niggas move out, like where you (?...)?
I don't mean to flex, but I be flossin'
The switch in my hand, the Drac' in the other one
He didn't want a pistol, so we took his brother gun
I lost a Glock 30S, bought another one
One of the opps got away, caught another one
Niggas ain't like me, I'm really one of one
First niggas play and get put in a coffin
We outside his crib, he don't we stalked him
You ain't talkin' money, the fuck is you talkin'?
It ain't 'bout a bag, it ain't nothin' to speak on
Your bitch irritatin', I tell her to be gone
We spots all through the 'Raq
We open up shop on any block that we wanna eat on
Nigga, this shit state to state
Hit your block, come through, control the market
At first it's for the load, then I tax his ass and raise the margin
Never break the code, I'ma ride with the gang if was marchin'
Wipe they fuckin' nose, these niggas ain't no sons, I'm like (?...)
Here go a honeybun, pass them racks to gang like I'm James Harden
Gang 'nem stand on business, put a stop to everything you started
I really got a face, keep that switch on me 'cause I'm a target
Bounce out, right there, get him, send his ass with his (?...) departed
{Intro}
(You don't got no sauce, then you lost)
Gang
{Verse}
A hundred thousand in one month, I'm in my bag for real
Gotta watch that shit you rap about, that shit might get you killed
A lot of these niggas be in the way and a lot these niggas ain't gettin' no pape'
Man, how the fuck could you stay broke twenty-four hours out of a day?
I seen my dog, he switched shit up, it's no more water, cut him off
How the fuck you claimin' motion? Baby mama took her kids and got you walkin'
I'ma forever stand on business, chase me a bag 'til I'm exhausted
Forever chase shit down, stand right over his head the way we hawk him
Face Shot Gang, we push up (?...)
We made niggas move out, like where you (?...)?
I don't mean to flex, but I be flossin'
The switch in my hand, the Drac' in the other one
He didn't want a pistol, so we took his brother gun
I lost a Glock 30S, bought another one
One of the opps got away, caught another one
Niggas ain't like me, I'm really one of one
First niggas play and get put in a coffin
We outside his crib, he don't we stalked him
You ain't talkin' money, the fuck is you talkin'?
It ain't 'bout a bag, it ain't nothin' to speak on
Your bitch irritatin', I tell her to be gone
We spots all through the 'Raq
We open up shop on any block that we wanna eat on
Nigga, this shit state to state
Hit your block, come through, control the market
At first it's for the load, then I tax his ass and raise the margin
Never break the code, I'ma ride with the gang if was marchin'
Wipe they fuckin' nose, these niggas ain't no sons, I'm like (?...)
Here go a honeybun, pass them racks to gang like I'm James Harden
Gang 'nem stand on business, put a stop to everything you started
I really got a face, keep that switch on me 'cause I'm a target
Bounce out, right there, get him, send his ass with his (?...) departed
