Campbellton (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: MadMarcc]
Everybody hard 'til a n*gga get whacked
Young n*gga from the Westside, pull up on the Nat
We ain't going back and forth, shoot his ass in the back (Damn, Hugo made that sh*t?)
n*gga wanna beef, we gon' see him in the street
I ain't worried about his ass, he'll be dead in a week
n*gga wanna beef, we gon' see him in the street
I ain't worried about his ass, he'll be dead in a week

[Chorus: MadMarcc]
Young n*gga from the gutter with they neck on my feet
b*tch keep saying I'm the best, I'm a beast
b*tch keep laying on my chest when I'm sleep
She gon' suck on my di*k if I tell her, you see
All in the club with my weapon on me
That's a felon on me, got a felon on me
That n*gga a pus*y, he tellin' on me
Why you tellin' on me? You ain't steppin', I see
n*ggas keep textin' my phone like an animal
They keep sayin' I can't come back to Campbellton
n*gga want smoke and I swear I'ma handle it
Pull up on them with that 40 and balance it
I been jumped out the porch, ain't no amateur
M-A-D scandalous
Play with this sh*t and get put in a hearse
Make the wrong move and I'm shooting him first
[Verse 1: King Von]
I'm Stephen Curry, I shoot with a hurry
They clean up the scene after I do 'em dirty
I pop a n*gga, then pop me a thirty
His vision get blurry, them boys better hurry
n*gga got shot on his left side
Police just made it, but the lil' n*gga just died
Thirty with a beam left a lil' n*gga refried
Don't drown in this water, lil' n*gga, this the deep side
Bodies on the Eastside, and the Southside too
n*gga, you know how I do
Police, they dirty
Steve got booked with a 30
And they put a body on Zoo
I give my Packer the cheese
He run that b*tch to the T and bring back the green
The beam on my Glock, it was green
n*gga be sippin' like lean, I put 'em to sleep, damn
Chosen, I hit that b*tch with a Trojan
I get to shoot from the jump like DeRozan
n*gga got hit with that pump and he folded, damn
I make it clap like you 'Nolia
I'm the type, hop in that car, run you over
All these hoes tryna get a lil' closer
I f*ck a b*tch and I ghost her (On gang, Von)
[Chorus: MadMarcc]
Young n*gga from the gutter with they neck on my feet
b*tch keep saying I'm the best, I'm a beast
b*tch keep laying on my chest when I'm sleep
She gon' suck on my di*k if I tell her, you see
All in the club with my weapon on me
That's a felon on me, got a felon on me
That n*gga a pus*y, he tellin' on me
Why you tellin' on me? You ain't steppin', I see
n*ggas keep textin' my phone like an animal
They keep sayin' I can't come back to Campbellton
n*gga want smoke and I swear I'ma handle it
Pull up on them with that 40 and balance it
I been jumped out the porch, ain't no amateur
M-A-D scandalous
Play with this sh*t and get put in a hearse
Make the wrong move and I'm shooting him first

[Verse 2: MadMarcc]
I want the money, got tired of the killin'
I ain't savin' no b*tch, so that make me a villain
I get the Actavis and turn it purple
This new baby bottle, it's sponsored by Gerber
I started rappin', I used to be servin'
My mama them happy I found me a purpose
I got an Arab, he gon' get to blastin'
You look at me crazy, he come out his turban
n*gga want war with me
Glock 23 gon' shoot like Michael on threes
They gave him a year, so I wrote him a letter
He didn't shed a tear, so I bought him a sweater
Got rid of that b*tch, now I'm doin' so better
He paid for some gas, so I gave him a pedal
n*gga keep hatin', I'ma give him a medal
She want some gold, I'ma give her a shovel
New b*tch rich like Venus, Serena
I tried to push up on LifeAsNina
If she respond, I go to her house
I sit on the couch and I whip out my p*nis
Real young n*gga from the Westside
Pull up on the best side, talking that sh*t, get chastised
I'ma buy another whip, got the best ride
Real Zone 1 sh*t where the best die
[Chorus: MadMarcc]
Young n*gga from the gutter with they neck on my feet
b*tch keep saying I'm the best, I'm a beast
b*tch keep laying on my chest when I'm sleep
She gon' suck on my di*k if I tell her, you see
All in the club with my weapon on me
That's a felon on me, got a felon on me
That n*gga a pus*y, he tellin' on me
Why you tellin' on me? You ain't steppin', I see
n*ggas keep textin' my phone like an animal
They keep sayin' I can't come back to Campbellton
n*gga want smoke and I swear I'ma handle it
Pull up on them with that 40 and balance it
I been jumped out the porch, ain't no amateur
M-A-D scandalous
Play with this sh*t and get put in a hearse
Make the wrong move and I'm shooting him first