TEC - M1 Shit lyrics

Mikki Gunz On Da Track uh
We runnin' down, nigga
Ain’t no stoppin', this shit'll never stop
I can’t see it, I can't see it, bitch
Know what the fuck you
What you seen through your eyes
But I can't see it, bitch ass nigga

We was taught to keep a pole, go to war
Go get a soul
Niggas talk like they gon' blow
I know all them niggas hoes
Heart cold like some snow in a blizzard
Before I let 'em take me
I'ma smoke me a nigga clip on the Drac'
It touch the front of this bitch
Keep shootin' while you on the ground
Try to put you under this bitch
They know Lil Lu be in charge
That’s who runnin’ this shit
He got them Spiders out they body


Murder One in this shit

And when I step, I'm stepping straight
It ain’t no stumbling shit
Ain't tryna go back to that place but
That's what come with this shit
Opps tryna be cool with me
I can son that lil' bitch
Go bait him in and play him close
Then I’ma punish that bitch
(Bitch, come here, booyah)
Bitch, that's what you get for
All that friendly shit
Throw all your niggas under the bus
Try to play innocent
Like it ain't up with us no more
And you wan' end this shit
But that's why we different 'cause you
Pussy and I'm pinnin' shit
Boy, you know you been a bitch
Bodies droppin' as we speak, it'll never stop
Why you clutchin' beacoup heat
That you never shot? Quit all that acting
That shit get you turned to ashes
One Spider step with a passion
Zip him up and body bag him

We was taught to keep a pole, go to war
Go get a soul
Niggas talk like they gon' blow
I know all them niggas hoes
Heart cold like some snow in a blizzard
Before I let 'em take me
I'ma smoke me a nigga clip on the Drac'
It touch the front of this bitch
Keep shootin' while you on the ground
Try to put you under this bitch
They know Lil Lu be in charge
That's who runnin' this shit
He got them Spiders out they body
Murder One in this shit

My heart cold, the stock fold
This ain't no Mobb D and Jay-Z
This the one flip back to K Street
That cutter came off Shay Street
Refuse to let you play me
Strapped down in the cold hundreds
Let off that MAC, it sound like thunder
Fuckin' that boy, you know I son him
With the Spiders, real creature
Them choppers delete you
Having talks with the Reaper
Havin' my way with them heaters
Glock-9, MAC-10, four fevers
Midnight, war time when we spin through
Brand new K, put a nigga on the menu
762's, you know they gon' bend you
Yeah, that bitch with me
You know they gon' end you
Havin' talks with my heater
Pray to God that you don't let me down
Park this bitch, I'm
Walking down, retaliation, body found
And we can't wait to catch that
Pussy bitch up out of bounds
Closed casket, underground, stuck there
Ain't no coming down

We was taught to keep a pole, go to war
Go get a soul
Niggas talk like they gon' blow
I know all them niggas hoes
Heart cold like some snow in a blizzard
Before I let 'em take me
I'ma smoke me a nigga clip on the Drac'
It touch the front of this bitch
Keep shootin' while you on the ground
Try to put you under this bitch
They know Lil Lu be in charge
That's who runnin' this shit
He got them Spiders out they body
Murder One in this shit

Murder, Murder One somethin', bitch
Fuck you, yeah
I'm tellin' you it's really up yeah, bitch
Ain't none of that old peace
Treaty pussy boy ass shit
Man, don't call me, don't write me
Don't none of that you know what I'm sayin'
Y'all niggas tryna leave receipts
And I'ma leave that shit a dead
The fans ain't gotta catch it
Long as you caught it lu shit, retarded