bumps and bruises

[Intro]
Whats all the fuss about? (227)
Made it jump, 137 (Hell block hully-gully, big fifty zone)
Touch up paint (ConCreatures)
Where we at? (Lets get it)
[Verse 1]
Made it jump, 137, pot whippin duecies, mobbin with the goonies
Murky weather, block did me gloomy, chopsticks and Uzis (Brr)
Dirty Dianas and bananas on them 47s
Plugged in with Ricky Ricardo, so we locked in with Lucy (Tied in)
Grandma told me to keep it up, Ima cut short my blessings (Im good, gaga)
Cuz hit me up for a QP, bro-bro want a cutie (Yeah)
Nephew want a half, had to charge his ass the dub, [?]
Plug threw me a half a slab of dog, you know he love Snoopy (Ayy)
Fed the puppy Scooby Snacks, feds settin up booby traps (Uh-huh)
Niggas never even knew he rapped til he got out of juvie (Juvenile)
Unc schooled me to the game, now I play it unruly (Uh)
In the kitchen, whippin caine, tryna make it jump Judy (Skrrt)
Set it in some ice water, shock it, thats electrocution (Remix)
Had to pick my chain up from Johnny, so we met in Houston (No boostin)
I cant trust a soul, all these niggas Judas (What else?)
Taught me to make more pros and less excuses
Where we at?
[Chorus]
He stopped the bank and rolled the eights, hate when he [?]
Catchin bodies to up his rank was dumb, deaf, and stupid
Blind to the facts, come to the jects, he always left em clueless
No blemish on his resume, took all his bumps and bruises
They talk behind hisback, wont say it to his face
Still he quick to go out his way to make em feel exclusive
Cant even hear his self think, tell em to kill the music
Domestic violence with that drank, itll get real abusive
[Verse 2]
Threw a one on my shit, for a hundred a grit
Its like the more that I teach you, the more dumber I get (Dumbass)
Piecin out a thirty-six (Blocks), D-boy from the murder mitt
Risk versus reward, dont equal out the reward versus the risk (Straight shots)
Wrap it up in aluminum foil like a Hersheys Kiss (Re- rock)
Dont be scared to be last to shoot, just dont be first to miss (Brr)
First through fifteenth, was servin Fent, I had to burn the strip (Fetty Wap)
Quick to put that bitch out on the stroll like she was turnin tricks
Sauer in my Ksubis, quick to bleed an officer on duty (227)
Put that on my gaga Maxine and my grandmother Ruby (Gaga)
** **in bougie bitches in the spig, spin em with the quickness
Know she playin for the wrong team, lookin too suspicious
Tryna hem my long jeans, Im gettin too big for my britches (Blockworks)
Did the funky [?], want two-three for them blueskis (Its on)
Welcome home [?], he fresh out of the hoopski (Six-four)
Back on the six, he said that little dueceski was a doozy
[Chorus]
He stopped the bank and rolled the eights, hate when he [?]
Catchin bodies to up his rank was dumb, deaf, and stupid
Blind to the facts, come to the jects, he always left em clueless
No blemish on his resume, took all his bumps and bruises
They talk behind his back, wont say it to his face
Still he quick to go out his way to make em feel exclusive
Cant even hear his self think, tell em to kill the music
Domestic violence with that drank, itll get real abusive
[Outro]
Hell block hully-gully
Big fifty zone