Every Chain On

[Intro] (Make that go crazy) [Chorus] Uh, I'm outside with every chain on I'm with my brothers, get my gang on I ain't the type of nigga you should swing on I'm the type that pay to get his brain blown And we got them choppers in this Range Rov' Let it blow like... Yeah, let it sing [Interlude] Haha, and you know I made this beat, so you know I'ma spaz on this bitch, fuck it Yeah, that's what it sound like [Verse] And we cutthroat, open up the door, see nothin' but gun smoke Niggas runnin' through your condo with a gun store Pronto, yeah, we got the P's, and they jumbo Countin' dough, shakin' off the motherfuckin' Hen', nigga I just checked my bank account, I'm up another mil' My shooter work at Lowes, he just did another drill (Huh) Niggas bе cappin', they wasn't never in that fiеld I was in that bitch like I play for the Buccaneers (Huh) Niggas don't... niggas don't want no problems Glock got a switch, this ain't a lowrider I ain't got no money, got no heifer, or no ho problems Go get the money counter, go put it on the counter Heard I got money on my head, come and get the bounty If I can't find him, I'ma knock off everyone around him Yeah, unzippin' the 'bows that came in the mail Yeah, cocaine, pussy, everything for sale [Bridge] Welcome to my hood, nigga, I'm the mayor Yeah, don't nothin' move around this bitch unless we say so, nigga Let the beat talk Let that chopper sing Let that... sing You gotta walk on this bitch, you know what I'm sayin'? You gotta... you gotta glide on some shit like this, you know what I'm sayin'? You just gotta... you gotta walk this bitch down, you gotta wait on this bitch [Instrumental Outro]