Army Base lyrics

[Intro]
(COUPE)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
'Posed been dead if you let them tell it
I ain't scared, b*tch I'm ready
Chop sh*t up like I got a machete
Hit his block, these n*ggas scary
I don't do no tit for tat, pull up shootin' sh*t like Rick Barry
I'm a real active member, I won't testify
n*ggas actin' like they spinners, know they is a liar
For every tear I cried, a n*gga died, mixed emotions with the fire
Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds

[Verse 1]
Slide out, we call 'em tanks
Pack sh*t to the wall, we have him slide down like he heard Sada Baby
Went from M&M's to and I came from nothin', b*tch I'm the Black Slim Shady
Never thought the one I love would sit right there and just betray me
Won't die from no opp, gotta watch my man 'cause this sh*t here get shiesty
Won't argue wit' no b*tch 'cause type to block her while that lil' hoe typin'
We slide minivans and sprinter vans, we upgraded our strikers
We the reason n*ggas get sh*t bagged and walk around wit' diapers (sh*t bagged)
Demon seed but I still talk to God, n*gga I thank the Bible
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
'Posed been dead if you let them tell it
I ain't scared, b*tch I'm ready
Chop sh*t up like I got a machete
Hit his block, these n*ggas scary
I don't do no tit for tat, pull up shootin' sh*t like Rick Barry
I'm a real active member, I won't testify
n*ggas actin' like they spinners, know they is a liar
For every tear I cried, a n*gga died, mixed emotions with the fire
Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds

[Verse 2]
n*gga jumpin' di*k to di*k
n*gga jumpin' clique to clique
That sh*t there don't make no sense
Hope them n*ggas die together
Two for one, we caught that b*tch down bad, we call that sh*t a special
They done freed my favorite opp, bet that b*tch boy meet the [?]
Belt in the grass, snakes, you n*ggas play, you get the venom
Huh, the day you n*ggas play, cut off 2K and get to killin'
Just do that sh*t like Nike
He 'posed to check out but didn't so we gotta send a sniper
Huh, bad ass jit wit' a mask, call him Michael
Michael Myers, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
'Posed been dead if you let them tell it
I ain't scared, b*tch I'm ready
Chop sh*t up like I got a machete
Hit his block, these n*ggas scary
I don't do no tit for tat, pull up shootin' sh*t like Rick Barry
I'm a real active member, I won't testify
n*ggas actin' like they spinners, know they is a liar
For every tear I cried, a n*gga died, mixed emotions with the fire
Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds