[Intro]
Run that back, Turbo
[Chorus]
What they really want from a nigga?
What the fuck these nigga want from me, huh?
What they really want from a nigga?
I feel like I chased a nigga down or somethin', the fuck? (Ayy, what they want?)
What they really want from a nigga? (Ayy, what you want from me? What they want from me?)
What they really want from a nigga? (What they want from me? What they want from me?)
What they really want from a nigga?
[Verse 1]
22's, 25's, 380's, 9's (Nina)
40's, 45's, new gens, all kinds (Huh)
Choppas and K's, these bitches go both ways
Glock lined his ass up, he got cut but no fade (Grr)
Sticks, drums (Huh), semis, fully's (Come on)
Chris, Vex (Come on), Uzis, Techs (Ooh)
556's (6's), 762's (2's)
We put shit to bed, leave niggas on snooze (Shh)
We chase shit down, get up close with it (Uh-huh, close with it)
The choppa don't fit, you gotta wear a coat with it (Uh-huh, coat with it)
She ain't no real head hunter if she don't choke with it (If she don't choke with it)
Ask for the dick, now baby, tell me what you want with it?
[Chorus]
What they really want from a nigga?
What the fuck these nigga want from me, huh?
What they really want from a nigga?
I feel like I chased a nigga down or somethin', the fuck? (Ayy, what they want?)
What they really want from a nigga? (Ayy, what you want from me? What they want from me?)
What they really want from a nigga? (What they want from me? What they want from me?)
What they really want from a nigga?
[Verse 2]
Dawg, what they really want? What they want from me? (What they want from me?)
So many sticks up in these Glocks, feel like we Chinese (Yeah)
Same gen, glizzy twins (Twins), these bitches Siamese
Spin on an opp in this bitch, whip do 'em like Tyrese (Do 'em like Tyrese)
Do 'em like "Baby Boy" (Huh), we play with sticks, no joy
Send this shit to the morgue (Grr), send this shit to the moon (Moon)
Way we switch shit up with this Glock, these bitches worse than broom
Hot nigga, feel like I'm Bobby Shmurda, get a nigga boomed
See, last opp got caught leavin' the neighborhood store (Come out)
Tryna eat candy, the shots got stuck in his throat
If you up it, better blow (Blow), but I'm a shooter, I don't choke (Choke)
We been fucking up the opps, this what they want, huh?
[Chorus]
What they really want from a nigga?
What the fuck these nigga want from me, huh?
What they really want from a nigga?
I feel like I chased a nigga down or somethin', the fuck? (Ayy, what they want?)
What they really want from a nigga? (Ayy, what you want from me? What they want from me?)
What they really want from a nigga? (What they want from me? What they want from me?)
What they really want from a nigga?
