In Close Range

[Chorus: Sheek Louch] I heard a hatin' nigga runnin' his mouth again I wish the bitch nigga make up his mind He gon' clap when he see me, he gon' fuck me up I come through watch the nigga go blind I'm standin' right here nigga, what's up? Ain't shit changed You know the nine got a muzzle on it and I'm in close range Do somethin' nigga! [Verse 1: Sheek Louch] When you see em' you gon' fuck him up, you said that shit Then you seen 'em and ain't do shit, dead that shit 'Sup with you nigga? Tryna' not to fuck with you niggas All I did since birth keep it a buck with you niggas If I offend you, fuck you, nigga You ain't my man, I let it touch you, nigga Rip up and cut you, nigga You got birds, I send the goons and let 'em pluck you nigga You ain't about shit, that's why I duck you niggas If it's money to be made and we can split it, I'm with it But if it's only one-sided just for you, forget it Like if I had to go to jail and I got a lot of mail at least one of them letters was from you Niggas'll turn they back on you and I ain't even locked up But we go back to the mixtapes with Clue Who? Donnie, I got that chrome four-four Playin' Xbox with my foot on the door, fuck that [Chorus: Sheek Louch] I heard a hatin' nigga runnin' his mouth again I wish the bitch nigga make up his mind He gon' clap when he see me, he gon' fuck me up I come through watch the nigga go blind I'm standin' right here nigga, what's up? Ain't shit changed You know the nine got a muzzle on it and I'm in close range Do somethin' nigga! [Verse 2: Nino Man] Look, my man said they talkin' and they askin' 'bout me But ain't no facts about me But if they know you my mans then why they chattin' 'bout me? Funny shit and they know you ain't 'bout that action, homie They actin' phoney, that's why I carry this ratchet on me No jewels, got 'em shiverin' though Now everybody seen a drip but it ain't drizzlin' though Keep most of the work stashed, then get rid of the snow I still got some pills buried, I'm committed to dough I got an address to send the dope Nah, not a brick, I been sendin' smoke Tryna' catch this lick like an envelope I got more zips than a winter coat Really out here tryna' get the dope before they [?] [Chorus: Sheek Louch] I heard a hatin' nigga runnin' his mouth again I wish the bitch nigga make up his mind He gon' clap when he see me, he gon' fuck me up I come through watch the nigga go blind I'm standin' right here nigga, what's up? Ain't shit changed You know the nine got a muzzle on it and I'm in close range Do somethin' nigga! [Verse 3: Snyp Life] Now I done heard a million times about how you gon' kill 'em But you ain't do shit when you seen 'em but ice grill 'em Corny niggas in his ear, buncha hype with him Type to catch a body in the booth, another Mike Villain These niggas get shot and stabbed and turned realer Man, shut your little monkey ass's down around gorillas I get back to back bids in the yard with them killers Give 'em triple beam bars so the hustlers'll feel ya It's quiet when they peel ya, keep that muzzle on that handgun Smack a nigga up before I clap him, that's an and-one You heard Louch in the spot with the four-four I'm in the kitchen with the twenty-gauge cookin' up more [Chorus: Sheek Louch] I heard a hatin' nigga runnin' his mouth again I wish the bitch nigga make up his mind He gon' clap when he see me, he gon' fuck me up I come through watch the nigga go blind I'm standin' right here nigga, what's up? Ain't shit changed You know the nine got a muzzle on it and I'm in close range Do somethin' nigga! [Verse 4: Conway the Machine] Nigga talkin' like he 'bout that action but I ain't saw nothin' But you was all tough when you was pillow talkin' to that bird bitch we all fuckin' Now we dump the heaters, shoot three hundred meters, turn 'em to long-jumpers Hittin' the gate, tryna' dip and escape We from the same hood, you jealous of the shit in my safe You tellin' niggas how you gon' lay me down and take my jewelry off Mad 'cause I got the city lit and he wanna cool me off Guess it's fuck all the blunts that we burned together This nigga broke and he want what I earned Sayin' you gon' do this and that But you gon' make me put a dub on your neck and bet my young boys is gettin' that [Chorus: Sheek Louch] I heard a hatin' nigga runnin' his mouth again I wish the bitch nigga make up his mind He gon' clap when he see me, he gon' fuck me up I come through watch the nigga go blind I'm standin' right here nigga, what's up? Ain't shit changed You know the nine got a muzzle on it and I'm in close range Do somethin' nigga! [Outro: Nino Man] Fuck these niggas, Louch They can't touch you my nigga D-Block, bitch!