7981 Kal, G Fredo - Whatchu Know lyrics

Fuckin with my squad you gon die lil nigga
Catch you on that side you gon die lil nigga
Real niggas don't rat do they time lil nigga
Shots hit yo brain split yo mind lil nigga
Fuckin with my squad you gon die lil nigga
Catch you on that side you gon die lil nigga
Real niggas don't rat do they time lil nigga
Shots hit yo brain split yo mind lil nigga

You know I like Russian revolvers
Fuck around and pop out with a mopstick
How the fuck are you
Comfortable talkin that gang
Shit knowing you ain't never shot shit
And no I don't like conversations unless
We gon talk about money
Little bitch told me actions
Speak louder than words
So now I let my gun talk for me
A lot of these niggas don't like me and
They all just be plotting on murder
They number 1 goal is to take me
But thеy wanna put that on my mother
My momma said Kal you gon make it
And I told her I hopе thats the truth
She said no like im being for real
Just do what you do in the booth
Bitch you know about rules to the game
Whatchu know about dope and the cane
Whatchu know about shooting for his neck but
You really tryna aim for his brain
Whatchu know about time in the pen
Whatchu know about going to trial
Whatchu know about beatin your case right
After you sat for a while
Whatchu know about shooting your drams
Whatchu know about pleasin your moms
Whatchu know about threatening ya pops cuz
You niggas just can't get along
Its crazy the life that i live
But I swear man these streets won't change me
Went to jail and that shit didn't break me
I take 40 out before you fuck niggas take me

Fuckin with my squad you gon die lil nigga
Catch you on that side you gon die lil nigga
Real niggas don't rat do they time lil nigga
Shots hit yo brain split yo mind lil nigga
Fuckin with my squad you gon die lil nigga
Catch you on that side you gon die lil nigga
Real niggas don't rat do they time lil nigga
Shots hit yo brain split yo mind lil nigga

Whatchu know bout waitin for them niggas when
Them bitches tell you where they at
Whatchu know bout runnin down on them make
The lil nigga throw his strap
Whatchu know about shootouts broad day
Leave a lil nigga flat
Whatchu know bout pickin niggas off cuz them
Niggas claim they on my back
You don't wanna end up like the last nigga
That got clapped up tryna act up
Lil bitch, 40, it's a glizz
Pulled up on his block empty out the clip
Back to the trap bustin out the zip
Bust a lotta bands dumped a lot of blicks
Bitch can't tell me shit she know im a dog
I done did it all screamin fuck the law
Give the streets my all promise ima ball
If i get the drop, we gon get it on
Pull up on a opp, nigga what you on?
Drilla get him gone, put it on my mom
All you niggas bitches we can't get along
Bet them niggas wish i put them in this song
Bitch don't call my phone leave
It in the streets
Tough on the snap, see me and keep the peace
They don't want the beef

Fuckin with my squad you gon die lil nigga
Catch you on that side you gon die lil nigga
Real niggas don't rat do they time lil nigga
Shots hit yo brain split yo mind lil nigga
Fuckin with my squad you gon die lil nigga
Catch you on that side you gon die lil nigga
Real niggas don't rat do they time lil nigga
Shots hit yo brain split yo mind lil nigga