DESCRIPTION:
Off Fuc That's F Train album.

Now whats a shot with no ring in it?
glock with no spring in it?
wit no kickback nigga?
no sense bringing it
men in black type shit
bigger then you think it is
two niggas to hold it
trigger
ten finger shit
it seems more similar to private ryan
then the hood
and any time in the day
its in the hood
if it aint on stock we try to order it
pay off top
a nigga straight from the block
come to your door with it
like
knock knock
"who's that?"
"New gun yo move back"
we kill
guns dont
think hard
true fact
i hit a nigga up
its like connecting the dots
starting off at the leg
and ending next to the watch
i try to start at the top
and finish off at the feet
util he bleeding
he running but he coughin an weak
and he can talk a little bit
but when he fallin asleep
its another nigga off the streets
cuz metal thangs

yo when you hear this shit
i'll bet your head'll swing
its a ghetto thing
when we pack metal thangs
just to settle thangs



fuck that
design the plan
with a nine in my hand
cuz when i test niggas
i give them the final exam
fuck that i go to court
an get high on the stand
an had a bitch ass charge
like i understand
you live the life of a clown
thats married to jokes
im a nigga that do drugs
an puff various smoke
pull a burner out on herbs
an hillarious folks
yall niggas should call me
butter how i carry the toast
imma show you somethin
u gonna regret you seen
mess with me
i'll let bullets carress your spleen
wet your team
even tho im a sex machine
F still got aim like a ex marine
i cook with the chrome
go to bed with the mac
deadin you cats
leave lead in your head an ya back
niggas better walk around an
start spreadin the facts
i got guns that'll reach you
wherever you at
incredible gats
you dont wanna owe me trap
especially if im with
nature
or
joey crack
you can still get shot
even tho we rap
you we strapped
the more heat
the more we pack





i been in this game for years
it aint done shit for me
but switch stories
of niggas tryin to get rich off me
they wanna snitch on me
lock me away
its shocking to say
it be my own tryna box me in cage
copy da ways
study the style
its funny as hell
these the same niggas
tahts supposed to be wild
whenever in doubt
look to the clouds
pun is there
TS'll harbor the pain
but dont nobody care
we the realest click to come in this rap shit
but then again how did you discover that
when u given the facts backwards
what other rapper you know
sport a mill in the grill
step on the block
an niggas still run for the hill
i spit lyrics thats real in all factual
shorty dont act a fool
cuz surely the law'll come after you dudes
wanna talk gunplay i mastered that
no remorse for blastin cats
im from the bronx
where we have to clap