Pakistan lyrics

[Intro]
Gang
Veno
Gang
(IMixNation for real)
I'm high as a b*tch

[Chorus]
Beat the block down (Down), man down, chopper sound
Hundred round drum for a n*gga, we gon' gun him down
I got the key, I keep a Glock, let's go to war like Pakistan
Keep racks all in my jeans, I keep poppin' all these rubber bands
Beat the block down (Down), man down, chopper sound
Hundred round drum for a n*gga, we gon' gun him down
I got the key, I keep a Glock, let's go to war like Pakistan
Keep racks all in my jeans, I keep poppin' all these rubber bands

[Verse]
Bring the racks out, the gat out, don't try to act out
Beat the pack out the traphouse, I'ma run a route
Dog n*gga, an untamed gorilla, I hang with them killers
Bounce back, oh, you wanna laugh? We got bullets for giggles
Oh, you wanna laugh now? Puttin' dirt on my name?
f*ck a n*gga and a b*tch, retaliation on your gang
I'm number draft pick, I want money, f*ck the fame
Get the f*ck up off my di*k, you broke as f*ck, you hella lame
I'm kickin' sh*t like a dojo, check my mojo
Sit back, we ridin' past the po-po and we got four poles
I'm the 'Boro, this sh*t get wicked
I'm on go, why the f*ck would I stop at a light?
Internet diss? Aight
The chopper gon' spit like a rapper at a mic
[Chorus]
Beat the block down (Down), man down, chopper sound
Hundred round drum for a n*gga, we gon' gun him down
I got the key, I keep a Glock, let's go to war like Pakistan
Keep racks all in my jeans, I keep poppin' all these rubber bands
Beat the block down (Down), man down, chopper sound
Hundred round drum for a n*gga, we gon' gun him down
I got the key, I keep a Glock, let's go to war like Pakistan
Keep racks all in my jeans, I keep poppin' all these rubber bands

[Chorus]
Beat the block down (Down), man down, chopper sound
Hundred round drum for a n*gga, we gon' gun him down
I got the key, I keep a Glock, let's go to war like Pakistan
Keep racks all in my jeans, I keep poppin' all these rubber bands
Beat the block down (Down), man down, chopper sound
Hundred round drum for a n*gga, we gon' gun him down
I got the key, I keep a Glock, let's go to war like Pakistan
Keep racks all in my jeans, I keep poppin' all these rubber bands