Machine lyrics

[Intro]
On gang
2wo2imes
You know how I'm rocking n*gga
50
Yeah
Sito, Sito, Sito

[Verse 1: Slimesito]
24/7 n*gga I'm in these streets
AK47 and that sh*t on me
Young shooters outside on the backstreet
Pull up in your hood, n*ggas know about me
Fifty round drum and it got .223's
Shooting the choppa at the age of 14
Face card good I don't need no ID
Hit him five times then I dip out the scene
All these racks I need a money machine
Catching plays, that's a daily routine
Sold his ass three pints but it wasn't clean
Pull up on the block with a AR-15
In the trap and we got damn machines
Compact sticks no M16's
Glock .26 and it got a green beam
Hunnid round drums on my Carbon-15
[Verse 2: Beezy B]
Run in yo trap I ain't making no scene
Automatic that's a well machine
Shooting sh*t up like I'm a marine
Weighing bricks put that sh*t on a triple beam
I got automatics and they gon sting
J's at they door they loving that clean
I'm in the trenches with a lotta Mac-10's
Paid whips we ain't flipping no bins
La familia, I ain't doing no friends
If I up it, n*gga I'm gonna sin
Chopsticks put his ass in the blend
50 gang and my n*ggas don't play
Four sticks and they all mini Dracs'
Pull up on you n*gga, I'm not gon hesitate
Bullets hit you, n*gga you can't regenerate
Voices beating, n*gga then it's gon escalate
All that false claiming, he got put on a plate
Real shooters and they come from Kuwait

[Verse 3: Slimesito]
Outside with that Draco broad day
Shooting sh*t so you better not fake
A lotta lean coming in by the crate
My plug got a trap that sh*t on the lake
A lotta pounds and that sh*t from outta state
A lotta sticks up in the spot that I lay
A lotta shooters and you know they gon spray
Extort his ass, made him relocate
Pull up on him with that dirty K
n*ggas toting sticks but not gon spray
Run up in your house like it's a raid
Big ass choppa, n*gga I ain't gon fade
n*ggas always tryna ride the wave
I'm getting to the money in a lotta ways
n*gga get hit start dropping names
Broke n*ggas always got something to say
I'm a real street n*gga up on gang
First class every time I get on the plane
Slimed a n*gga out cuz that n*gga was lame
Young ass n*gga not having no stain
I got two Glocks and these sh*ts look the same
I got a lotta trips but they not in my name