Doctor

Huh (NeilOnDaTrack, that's on the track) Ayy, R.I.P. Hamp, nigga You know you what it is, I'm a real 38 Baby You hear me? What y'all want? Believe that The preacher told him slow down, his mama said the same (Same) He never knew that it was gon' turn out this way In his eyes, ain't no love, he grew up 'round nothin' but thugs He got some niggas he want dead because they went 'gainst the grain Bitch, we gettin' at anything, who want problems? We solve 'em with them choppas Better be careful what you sayin' If you don't call the laws, who gon' stop us? We send shit to the doctor, bitch, we tryin' to kill you and your mans I'ma tell you like this, bitch, how I'm supposed to (Supposed to) Now my bros wanna show you (Believe that) Huh, you made a song, now what's that's gon' do? (Huh?) How would you feel if a nigga tried to ho you? (What you do?) I'ma tell you what I'm gon' do, I'ma put this pistol on you Leave you stretched how they was 'posed to You mouthin' like them hoes do, I bust your dome, nigga It's wicked, on that fuck shit, you gon' get it, boy, I wrong niggas I'm the sickest, he want smoke? I clear the business, make it known, nigga Put your ass to rest outside this fuckin' club Like it's your home nigga Facts, you act bad, we on your ass, we get you gone, nigga Slatt, I say "Blatt," they blow the strap, you hit the ground, nigga Hold on now (Brr, boom, bow, boom, boom) Makin' sounds, nigga (Yeah) Try and everybody die, in the streets, ain't no wrong nigga The preacher told him slow down, his mama said the same He never knew that it was gon' turn out this way In his eyes, ain't no love, he grew up 'round nothin' but thugs (Oh) He got some niggas he want dead because they went 'gainst the grain Bitch, we gettin' at anything, who want problems? We solve 'em with them choppas (Fah, fah) Better be careful what you sayin' If you don't call the laws, who gon' stop us? We send shit to the doctor, bitch, we tryin' to kill you and your mans Ain't no talkin' back to back, bitch, I'ma show you (Bitch) And I can put this on boo We gon' wet up every block you try to run to Them choppas get to clappin' when we come through (Clap) I'ma do some shit that dump do We gon' shoot up the whole car and pray we slump you Run down with the strap and knock off his cap, they know it's murder You claim you a gangster, then catch a body, what you worried for? Zip up everybody, that's what we hollerin', "It's a purge," for They stepped on my nigga, that's what the fuck we bendin' curbs for The preacher told him slow down, his mama said the same (Ooh, same) He never knew that it was gon' turn out this way In his eyes, ain't no love, he grew up 'round nothin' but thugs He got some niggas he want dead because they went 'gainst the grain Bitch, we gettin' at anything, who want problems? We solve 'em with them choppas (Oh, yeah) Better be careful what you sayin' If you don't call the laws, who gon' stop us? We send shit to the doctor, bitch, we tryin' to kill you and your mans Yeah, you don't call the laws, who gon' stop us? We send shit to the doctor, oh, yeah Know what you sayin? Nothin' 'bout us, don dada Yeah, kill you and your mans Huh? (Yeah, 4K Trey) (NeilOnDaTrack, that's on the track)