Pay The Price

[Intro]

Bandit cuh, we been through this bitch 7 times. There’s no one out here let’s go

Nah i’m mackin, couple more times we gone have him i’m telling you

Tsk, what i say P hat P hat

Follow my lead cuh let’s show him what this mackin bout

Aye, Aye brodie!

(gunshots)

My granny told me if you man enough to take a life then when shit hits the fan you gotta be man enough to pay the price

I know I get it, you hate the fact that i’m thuggin granny

Cry for help in this music but they don’t understand it

I seen a nigga get his noggin popped right in front me

I’m mackin i’m lying if i said it didn’t make my stomach weak

Hey that lil hottie was on me keep it a hunnid threes

She heard the hype about the pipe she tryna come and see

First shooter sliding, you ain’t driving, and you hoppin out

You half way to your mark, you better spark, ain’t no stopping now

Now he twitching with half of his brains out

It’s fun and games till chunky monkey gone bang pow

We speaking dollars, that’s the talk that i’m ready to have

Tiny ass been itching for a kid, he ready to blast

Baby 3 you don’t wanna get on his bad side

The DA really think that i’m just a menace to man kind

What we gone do when i come over if it’s not sex?

You don’t want me expose her to a roller then i got next

This entertainment is fake so what do you not get?

You calling him and PD i call him pussies and convents

How old you is?

You probably gone have to brace me

Ok that’s mackin just hit me back when you 18

I get a call like what you on? i’m old enough now

She told me she ain’t never fucked a mack and wanna know how

My granny told me if you man enough to take a life then when shit hits the fan you gotta be man enough to pay the price

I know I get it, you hate the fact that i’m thuggin granny

Cry for help in this music but they don’t understand it

My granny told me if you man enough to take a life then when shit hits the fan you gotta be man enough to pay the price

I know I get it, you hate the fact that i’m thuggin granny

Cry for help in this music but they don’t understand it

You heard what happened to foolie?

He took himself out

He did it before we could but shit fuck it his ass in hell now

I don’t really think you would make it on this side of town

Youngins trained to go when they clutching blicks with the slightest frown

He done got out the window and caught a lucky shot

Ain’t even hit his target

His dumb ass got the buddy nod

Buddy twitching on the pavement

Cuddy split his brow

All over the news

This nigga famous you done did it now

Now he crying to death in the back of a cop car

He know that he ain’t ever coming home he in his thoughts hard

But it don’t matter that’s what happen when you thuggin right

You don’t have to die for them crackers to take your fucking life

It’s hard to breathe and i can’t see bitch i got clouded vision

He don’t even give it attention if it ain’t about his chicken

Get up close and watch 40 bullets hit his brain

Make sure he dead but save some bullets for the get away

I take time up out my day so i could write songs

That way i could get some gas up in the tank

In case my hype gone

I put a sloppy up in his pockets

Tried to bob and weave

Momma told me never waist a meal so i ain’t dropping beef

You don’t wanna fuck with bandit when his eyes red

Last time i heard he cracked 9 and left a guy dead

Shit ima battle with myself i don’t see no one else

When i was down up on my ass nigga ain’t one help