cyraq - where you at (remix) lyrics
[intro: cyraq]
neco ’bout to shoot y’all
you know what i’m sayin’?
ayy, n+gga
n+gga, pull up
you know what i’m sayin’?
n+gga gon’ get hit with a bazooka
you know what i’m sayin’?
i upgrade all of my shooters
[chorus: cyraq]
gta 5, the gang on a mission
n+ggas be swingin’ and fightin’ like b+tches
n+ggas get stitches and he got to get it
lil eric the k!ller, he tweekin’, he trippin’
n+ggas be shook when they thuggin’ with me
i’m on his head and he duckin’ from me
i guess i’m a sucker, she suckin’ on me
i’m from mcdonald’s, she lovin’ on me
they f+ck with that boy and they know he a rat
bucks on that boy then he gotta get whacked
glock .26, n+gga, who finna lack?
just met a new ho and she know where you at
walk in the party, they know i’m a shooter
these n+ggas hoes, go work at hooters
clip full of hollows, spreadin’ like rumors
just sco’d on a opp, n+gga, no, i ain’t hoopin’
i don’t know how to act
[verse 1: cyraq]
d+mn, who shot you, cyraq?
bustin’ me, bullets fly back
he kiss her and eat her, i hit from the back
can’t try to delete ’em, i’ma bustin’ mac
if we get to boxin’, i’m shootin’ you ass
get in a shootout, i’m shootin’ yo’ ass
wet ya’ll sh+t up, jacuzzi yo’ ass
just bought a suppressor, i’m mutin’ yo’ ass
f+ck all the opps, dead or not
we not finna f+ck, give me head or not
catch him in traffic, he dead or shot
let’s go catch a body, you scared or not?
if i go to chicago, i’m f+ckin’ with bd’s
we gon’ shoot hollows, he gon’ shoot bb’s
load up the glocks, we spinnin’ like cd’s
he wanted some clout so i put him on tv
come try me and see if this glock blow
reach for my chain, you gon’ be on fox, ho
yo’ body gon’ jump like a jump rope
call me cyraq, i be f+ckin’ on opp hoes
we get to beefin’, i’m whackin’ yo’ cousin
just like a layup, n+gga, i’m clutchin’
glock with a beam, got him dancin’ like usher
hop out on yo’ block, let him know he a buster
[verse 2: king von]
b+tches bustin’ again
me and yo’ b+tch back f+ckin’ again
she peelin’ you off and she droppin’ yo’ load
i don’t even know why you be cuffin’ that b+tch
this a glock not a sig
run up, hit his chest, hit his head
when he fall then you pick off his mans
when 12 die down, we gon’ do it again
ayy, gang, where they at? i can’t find ’em
i believe it hard, they hidin’
man, they ain’t outside, they lyin’
he was just talkin’ crazy, now look he cryin’
outside it’s crackin’, that .30 on me
i popped a med, now i can’t go to sleep
i’m in the crib but i’m still in the streets
pockets on fats, my sh+t obese
i’m smokin tooka, i mix it with streets
bullets they hard, knock out his t++th
blood on his shirt, he at my feet
it’s blood on my money, this sh+t wasn’t free
i got a b+tch, we don’t go up on dates
but she know her role, she stay in her place
i be with youngin, he pourin’ a eight
b+tch, i’m in my prime, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout steak
[chorus: cyraq]
gta 5, the gang on a mission
n+ggas be swingin’ and fightin’ like b+tches
n+ggas get stitches and he got to get it
lil eric the k!ller, he tweekin’, he trippin’
n+ggas be shook when they thuggin’ with me
i’m on his head and he duckin’ from me
i guess i’m a sucker, she suckin’ on me
i’m from mcdonald’s, she lovin’ on me
they f+ck with that boy and they know he a rat
bucks on that boy then he gotta get whacked
glock .26, n+gga, who finna lack?
just met a new ho and she know where you at
walk in the party, they know i’m a shooter
these n+ggas hoes, go work at hooters
clip full of hollows, spreadin’ like rumors
just sco’d on a opp, n+gga, no, i ain’t hoopin’
i don’t know how to act
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