Lil Poppa, Neno Calvin - John Wick lyrics
Janarious Mykel Wheeler
[Lil Poppa, Neno Calvin - John Wick lyrics]
Yellow VV's
I'm thinking 'bout pissing my wrist off
My shooter speak sign language
Only talk when his stick talk
In other words, with that choppa
He gon' knock a bitch off
Keep thinking it's a game, come on
Go with your move
Your lil' brother get out at two
We'll catch you at his school
Nigga paperwork hit the media
Everybody think it's cool
How they some killers and the
Law? Come on now, i'm confused
Gone be a lot of niggas
Dead 'fore the foolishness stop
Gone be a whole lot of shells
From the Rugers and Glocks
Ay, why you claiming all these bodies? Nigga
Who you done shot? John Wick
I hang with niggas they make movies about
Bitch, I know you can't breathe
From the gun smoke
And tomorrow ain't promised, so we gun tote
Don't play with me
I'll have them hitters at your front door
All I do is say the word and, bitch
You done for
Now it's a whole lot of shit
That I don't play about
And it's a whole lot of
Shit that we'll spray about
Ain't with the talking
Where you at? Go and air it out
And the police that's something
We don't care about
But we ain't chilling in the
Spot when the feds out
Leave everything else take the bread out
Disrespect the game, you gotta die
So what you scared 'bout?
'Cause I'm that young nigga that my
Hitters gone bust a head 'bout
Gone be a lot of niggas
Dead 'fore the foolishness stop
Gone be a whole lot of shells
From the Rugers and Glocks
Ay, why you claiming all these bodies? Nigga
Who you done shot? John Wick
I hang with niggas they make movies about
Bitch, I know you can't breathe
From the gun smoke
And tomorrow ain't promised, so we gun tote
Don't play with me
I'll have them hitters at your front door
All I do is say the word and, bitch
You done for
Yeah, I'm back on my bully with a pistol
Back and I know you sellin' dope
I can fix you
Way too hard to get out what I got into
(yeah) smokin' dead niggas in this blunt
Hope it offend you (yeah)
Duckin' since a youngin', bitch
I'm far from rookie (Far from rookie)
One man army, bitch, I'm far from pussy
(Far from pussy) shootouts by myself
Thankful the Lord was with me (Brr)
Still here today, no bullet harder than me
(Ha)
Hit two times while I was geekin' on three
(Fuck him)
Glock 23, goin' to war in these streets
(Fuck 'em) it's harder to get rich 'cause I
Got caught in a beef (Know that)
Stalker from the club and doin'
Wrong by they freak (O oh)
Ask around my city, bitch
We playin' for keeps (O oh)
Killed a couple niggas who
Was playin' with me (O oh)
Money on his head, get 'em gone in a week
(Get 'em gone) i ain't satisfied 'til I see
Blood in the street
Gone be a lot of niggas
Dead 'fore the foolishness stop
Gone be a whole lot of shells
From the Rugers and Glocks
Ay, why you claiming all these bodies? Nigga
Who you done shot? John Wick
I hang with niggas they make movies about
Bitch, I know you can't breathe
From the gun smoke
And tomorrow ain't promised, so we gun tote
Don't play with me
I'll have them hitters at your front door
All I do is say the word and, bitch
You done for
Heard your mans died, he took one to the face
And these hoes dying, too
You better stay in your place
I don't beef over the net
'cause niggas jumping on cases
And I know I said you
Was straight, but bitch
You still ain't safe
And I know I said you was cool, but I lied
Told 'em I forgave him
But the nigga end up dying
My niggas hit me up
Then you know I'm still slatt (Still slatt)
I'm only on a half, but a nigga still vibin'
Uhh a legend in my life goin' (Uhh)
Got in the shootout
Got hit and Fox put it in a tabloid (Damn)
I can't get booked for no shows (What?)
Now I'm back in the kitchen with my niggas
We shoot
Gone be a lot of niggas
Dead 'fore the foolishness stop
Gone be a whole lot of shells
From the Rugers and Glocks
Ay, why you claiming all these bodies? Nigga
Who you done shot? John Wick
I hang with niggas they make movies about
Bitch, I know you can't breathe
From the gun smoke
And tomorrow ain't promised, so we gun tote
Don't play with me
I'll have them hitters at your front door
All I do is say the word and, bitch
You done for
All I do is say the word, and bitch
You done for
All I do is say the word, and bitch
You done for