ATR for Life

Pipe that sh!t up, TNT
You know, I dont really
I ain't really on that gangbanging sh!t but you know them young n!ggas
They dont even play
Tellin you, know what I'm sayin?
Its cool to go to school, I went to school, you know what Im sayin?
You know what Im sayin?
(MikeMadeThe808s)
Hit you up for life
When I say big dawg boss, big dawg boss, you know what Im sayin'?
What up? What up?
B!tch, I'm, cmon, man, b! tch, you know what's up with me
Brr, hah
Aint got to pay no shooters, because they paid
Tryna bodybag a n!gga and thats on Reniyah grave
ATR and we take war sh! t deeply
I done seen too many fall to let you b!tches beat me
Okay, so wipe a n!ggas nose or somethin', yeah
Send a n!gga home or somethin, yeah
Pop a n!gga dome or somethin, yeah
Get a n!gga gone or somethin, yeah
Rock out with that chrome or somethin, yeah
Yeah, get a n!gga gone or somethin, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, go pop a n!gga dome or somethin, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
N!gga, on my brother, I got a cutter with a hundred in it
Hit a n!gga street with that heat and have him jumpin fences
Chris got a yopper, he the youngest but the fuxkin dumbest
N!ggas want war with the gang but they aint got no money
New rental plug, we tinted up, they never seen us comin
I told lil bro that I got ten and we can fuxkin run it
Lets go to war, lets go to war, may the best win
For the love of money, I seen best friends kill best friends
Six bales and give a n!gga three hours, hell be on the news
I was on my way to Cali when bruh got knocked out his shoes
From my block to your block, n!ggas is gettin blues
The streets aint for these lil boys, you better stay in school
Aint got to pay no shooters, because they paid
Tryna bodybag a n!gga and then someone on your grave
ATR and we take war sh!t deeply
I done seen too many fall to let you b!tches beat me
Okay, so wipe a n !ggas nose or somethin, yeah
Send a n!gga home or somethin, yeah
Pop a n!gga dome or somethin, yeah
Get a n!gga gone or somethin, yeah
Rock out with that chrome or somethin, yeah
Yeah, get a n!gga gone or somethin, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, go pop a n!gga dome or somethin, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah , yeah
Thats what Im tellin you, n!gga
Say what the fuxk you want bout the gang
I bet you still dont wanna go to war
I bet you dont want no smoke
This n!gga aint got no money to be beefin, man
You n!ggas crazier than a b!tch
Yeah, the streets too dry to be tryna go to war with a n!gga with some money, man
Three, four racks, man, hell walk right up on your ass
Better stop playinre!