Sheek Louch, Nino Man, Conway The Machine, Snyp Life - In Close Range lyrics

I heard a hatin' nigga
Runnin' his mouth again
I wish the bitch nigga make up his mind
He gon' clap when he see me
He gon' fuck me up
I come through watch the nigga go blind
I'm standin' right here nigga, what's up?
Ain't shit changed
You know the nine got a muzzle on
It and I'm in close range
Do somethin' nigga!

When you see em' you gon' fuck him up
You said that shit
Then you seen 'em and ain't do shit
Dead that shit
'Sup with you nigga? Tryna' not
To fuck with you niggas
All I did since birth keep it
A buck with you niggas
If I offend you, fuck you, nigga
You ain't my man, I let it touch you, nigga
Rip up and cut you, nigga you got birds
I send the goons and let 'em pluck you nigga
You ain't about shit
That's why I duck you niggas
If it's money to be made and we can split it
I'm with it
But if it's only one-sided just for you
Forget it
Like if I had to go to jail and I got a lot
Of mail at least one of
Them letters was from you
Niggas'll turn they back on you and
I ain't even locked up
But we go back to the mixtapes with Clue
Who? Donnie, I got that chrome four-four
Playin' Xbox with my foot on the door
Fuck that

I heard a hatin' nigga
Runnin' his mouth again
I wish the bitch nigga make up his mind
He gon' clap when he see me
He gon' fuck me up
I come through watch the nigga go blind
I'm standin' right here nigga, what's up?
Ain't shit changed
You know the nine got a muzzle on
It and I'm in close range
Do somethin' nigga!

Look, my man said they talkin'
And they askin' 'bout me
But ain't no facts about me
But if they know you my mans
Then why they chattin' 'bout me?
Funny shit and they know you
Ain't 'bout that action, homie
They actin' phoney
That's why I carry this ratchet on me
No jewels, got 'em shiverin' though
Now everybody seen a drip but
It ain't drizzlin' though
Keep most of the work stashed
Then get rid of the snow
I still got some pills buried
I'm committed to dough
I got an address to send the dope
Nah, not a brick, I been sendin' smoke
Tryna' catch this lick like an envelope
I got more zips than a winter coat
Really out here tryna' get
The dope before they

I heard a hatin' nigga
Runnin' his mouth again
I wish the bitch nigga make up his mind
He gon' clap when he see me
He gon' fuck me up
I come through watch the nigga go blind
I'm standin' right here nigga, what's up?
Ain't shit changed
You know the nine got a muzzle on
It and I'm in close range
Do somethin' nigga!

Now I done heard a million times
About how you gon' kill 'em
But you ain't do shit when you
Seen 'em but ice grill 'em
Corny niggas in his ear, buncha hype with him
Type to catch a body in the booth
Another Mike Villain
These niggas get shot and
Stabbed and turned realer
Man, shut your little monkey
Ass's down around gorillas
I get back to back bids in
The yard with them killers
Give 'em triple beam bars so
The hustlers'll feel ya
It's quiet when they peel ya
Keep that muzzle on that handgun
Smack a nigga up before I clap him
That's an and-one you heard Louch in the
Spot with the four-four
I'm in the kitchen with the
Twenty-gauge cookin' up more

I heard a hatin' nigga
Runnin' his mouth again
I wish the bitch nigga make up his mind
He gon' clap when he see me
He gon' fuck me up
I come through watch the nigga go blind
I'm standin' right here nigga, what's up?
Ain't shit changed
You know the nine got a muzzle on
It and I'm in close range
Do somethin' nigga!

Nigga talkin' like he 'bout that action
But I ain't saw nothin'
But you was all tough when you was pillow
Talkin' to that bird bitch we all fuckin'
Now we dump the heaters
Shoot three hundred meters
Turn 'em to long-jumpers
Hittin' the gate, tryna' dip and escape
We from the same hood
You jealous of the shit in my safe
You tellin' niggas how you gon' lay me
Down and take my jewelry off
Mad 'cause I got the city lit
And he wanna cool me off
Guess it's fuck all the blunts
That we burned together
This nigga broke and he want what I earned
Sayin' you gon' do this and that
But you gon' make me put a dub on your
Neck and bet my young boys is gettin' that

I heard a hatin' nigga
Runnin' his mouth again
I wish the bitch nigga make up his mind
He gon' clap when he see me
He gon' fuck me up
I come through watch the nigga go blind
I'm standin' right here nigga, what's up?
Ain't shit changed
You know the nine got a muzzle on
It and I'm in close range
Do somethin' nigga!

Fuck these niggas, Louch
They can't touch you my nigga
D-Block, bitch!