Modsh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Late night in your
Late night in your hood it gets spooky, I'm creepin'

[Chorus]
Late night in your hood it gets spooky, I'm creepin'
Belt to ass, I give 'em a beatin'
If he can't learn, I'm a teach 'em
If I punch in, then I'm bleachin'
If you punch in, you're not leavin'
I'll glue his head to the cement
Beat it broad day, I was runnin' through traffic
Cars are crashin', tires are screechin'
People were bleedin', b*tches were screamin', b*tch I'm a demon
Watch how I throw up the beam on his face, watch me bend his nose
And I know that he's mad that I'm f*ckin' his hoеs
Know his b*tch is a tweak, put the di*k in her throat
And I got somе sh*t with a beam and a scope
How you gangster? Boy you hide out in your home
I'll blow that sh*t up if I ever get lo'

[Verse]
I'll blow that sh*t up since you're not comin' out
If I catch you, I'm a shoot up your house
Better watch how you speak, 'cause I'll shoot off your mouth
And I never been rat, don't call me Mickey Mouse
And I never been rat, I'm known for doin' crime
Since fifteen been jumpin' in them rides
If I didn't have a gun, then I'm goin' with my knife
I pop out the cut with Larry or 9
Yeah bro put the beam on his back
Watch him twitch like a b*tch, when the bullet hits spine
Yeah my young n*ggas be steppin'
The olders to free still free the ones doin' time
Yeah n*ggas get left on they door mat
Knock on the door like you ordered a fries
Bullets is combing his hair
Makin' it itch like a n*gga had lice
Why the f*ck would you diss all of the guys?
This sh*t ain't a game you don't got nine lives
b*tch you don't ride for your guy, 'cause you know me
I'll gladly jump inside your ride
The cros been tellin' me to chill with this rap sh*t
But I really don't give a f*ck
If you don't want to jump inside that car hold my ones
Yeah if you don't want to drive, I'll do it on feet, n*gga just park up
[Chorus]
Late night in your hood it gets spooky, I'm creepin'
Belt to ass, I give 'em a beatin'
If he can't learn, I'm a teach 'em
If I punch in, then I'm bleachin'
If you punch in, you're not leavin'
I'll glue his head to the cement
Beat it broad day, I was runnin' through traffic
Cars are crashin', tires are screechin'
People were bleedin', b*tches were screamin', b*tch I'm a demon
Watch how I throw up the beam on his face, watch me bend his nose
And I know that he's mad that I'm f*ckin' his hoes
Know his b*tch is a tweak, put the di*k in her throat
And I got some sh*t with a beam and a scope
How you gangster? Boy you hide out in your home
I'll blow that sh*t up if I ever get lo'