Bad Man
(Ok is the hardest I swear to God)
(We gon' be Ok)
Niggas'll get you gone, it ain't nothin', I call them vamps
I ain't stupid, I can't fall for no damn tramp
I ain't goin', I ain't goin' for none of them traps
Extort that nigga, when I seem 'em his ass get slapped
Extort the band, I ain't goin', this ain't that
That ho gotta go, won't fuck my bruddas? That shit wack
Sumo gone, I know one side of me trapped
Lil' bro wan' kill me and I can't lack and that's no cap, yeah
He a dub and I can tell by the way he stack
I won't run from none that gun smoke, that's all fact
How the hell ya listenin' to DGTO, 'til da day yo ass get jacked
Meet the plug, gotta reup, double cross 'em, he get whacked
My bitch, ghetto as hell, man she say she like my gat
I could never love a slut, Li' Glokk never love a gnat
And that nigga goin' up so I gotta watch my back
I'm wit' Lil Velly ridin' round, he got a fifty in his strap
It get wicked when I'm mad, and I hold grudge these niggas don't get no dap
I wack niggas wit' my gang, we hide 'em in the shack
When I slide, I ain't kill 'em? I had to double back
I won't pick and choose, we kill that nigga, won't do no tit for tat
Slide for slide, pop out wit' them 9's
Yeah we pop out, 9's and sticks, nigga I'm real 7-6
We can hit sum bigger shit, but this a mediocre lick
Man that bih' for the Gang, I can never luh no trick
I'm on South Harringston I'm tryna catch a opp, tryna get his ass blended
Issa hot box, G-ride, I told my bitch it's rented
If I was you, I wouldn't diss me
We wit' every fuckin' killer, when I'm ridin' in my city (we gon' be Ok)
Ain't no hidin' in my city
Niggas be lyin' talkin' bout they be makin' noise inna bity
Lil' boy bet' go do yo'chores, we ain't stuntin' that shit is silly
I can never trust a bitch, that shit so iffy
I ain't playin' wit' these niggas, I send the blick Lil Glokk just whistle
Niggas droppin' all they dime, I catch his ass wit' this four nickel
This baby life shit we cap them boys, and make belittle
Cap them boys and they get little, cap them boys soon, we get rid of 'em
Wockhardt bitch, still got artillery
I ain't never think they feelin' me
I ain't trippin, man we smoked they ass wit' gas masks
Man he wan' be GF, and he snitch, thats his ass man
Even the crips call up Spaz to go and spazz man
GSP get behind me, I do the dash man
Why these niggas treat Lil Glokk like the bad man?
These niggas they be telling on they gang and that shit sad man
They some sweat that why we do 'em, they need headbands
They say fuck me then it's screw 'em, I'on't need friends
(We gon' be Ok)
