Some Other sh*t lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ahuh, now I'm on some other sh*t
I just took some time for a case but it was nothing, sh*t
I be with my n*ggas if I'm not I'm with my brothers b*tch
And we could f*ck your mom, your sister, your baby mother, sh*t
All this sh*t these n*ggas be talking bout it's irrelevant
They talking til that sh*t get to spark and now ain't no telling
n*ggas ducking, running in any open direction
Now doctors performing surgery, opening and dissecting
Them body parts, bet that'll teach a n*gga a lesson
Screaming free all my hittas I'm knowing them n*ggas stressing
Shorty all on my di*k cause she knowing how we be checking
We blow em like we be reppin she throwing sh*t I'mma catch it
Right? Since I been home a lot of hoes been tryna f*ck me
I got hoes, I could call the baddest b*tch ugly
I got poles, guns so old, the clips rusty
And I'm back down, pack so loud that sh*t musty
Silly b*tches, see me in public, do not touch me or talk to me
It ain't even safe to walk with me
I got guys I'm ready to smoke, I bought 50
And that dope make me choke, I pass she cough with me
Damn I hate a n*gga that lie on top of a lie
Shorty don't even smoke, she high on top of the sky
Tell me what n*ggas know about chopping down on a pie
Fiend tucked in the coat, he overdose and he die
Tell me what n*ggas know about breaking down on a pound
Don't even open the bag, already know I'm this loud
Pops come in the crib, ain't gotta open the door
I got the house so loud he thinking I just smoked
All that lil sh*t that used to excite me
Til I did that time and n*ggas ain't write me
Talking my ears off bout how I'm better than those
Come to think about it, sh*t, I got more letters from hoes
But, that's lil sh*t, I ain't thinking bout that
I came home to some money I'm ready to bounce back
Mama told me n*ggas phony and now that's a known fact
But my circle would've been smaller if I'd have known that hah!
It's the f*cking guys in my f*cking eyes, 2 cups

[Verse 2]
Ahuh, now I'm on some more sh*t
Everybody got bags now? That's my old sh*t
n*gga got so much cash now I can't fold it
And if I'm with a b*tch then I make her ass hold it
f*ck it! Gun so big I can't tuck it
Got some money put up, my bro say I can't touch it
The cops had some goof ass warrant, we couldn't duck it
Had so much f*cking work in the crib, we couldn't flush it
I'll tell you bout this b*tch I knew, but she disgusting
What she could do on the di*k, no telling who she was f*cking
I done passed to my bros and she was okay with it
I bought an AK, and the blade came with it
Damn, I must admit it we blowing that n*gga fitted
Shorty say, "where you going?" she knowing I wanna hit it
The semi that I'm toting knock a n*gga off his pivot
I been riding in a foreign not a civic, you get it?
I ain't gotta speak or talk too much
And since I'm paid, I'll never say it costs too much
I'm steady rolling up dope, must have bought too much
And I started playing with guns cause I fought too much
Right? Now that's real, I feels on that steel
To heal I got pills from weed to crack kills
Shorty heard me spit, said I need to sign a deal
But if it's meant to be, I will
They say I got the juice, told me don't let it spill
Lil Biggie got into it, I call his ass still
You catch me in the booth, if not I'm in the field
My goons they gone shoot, and they shooting to kill. BOOM!