38 Baby 2 lyrics

I know you lil b*tches want me dead
That lil n*gga ??? ??? ??? (Gangstarrrr)
You know I keep one in da head
But we gon’ pull up like the Feds, yeah

I heard you lil b*tches want me dead
It ain’t on discussion
Yo know if I’m questionin’
I gotta get one in da head
If a n*gga play wit me
Then we gotta get ‘em
Or we gon pull up like the Fed
b*tch, I keep a Glizzy
You know I ain’t slippin’
I know these n*ggas want me dead
Oh yeah yeah (hey)
That’s all I know (all I know)
I’m focused on money, I just want da money
I don’t give a damn bout a ho
These n*ggas be frontin like thеy gettin’ money
But I know they pockеts be broke
I call up da youngin’, he totin’ a hunnid
You know dat murder she wrote

If a n*gga want war you know I don’t play
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Hand on tha Glock wit my eyes on da Drac
I go to war wit all you lil n*ggas
I go to war wit all you lil b*tches
Head first we gon’ tread the whole city
Ten toes, I don’t care where you be at
Before I go broke, Imma need dat
If a n*gga want smoke, Imma squeeze dat
This on my name & my city
Imma swerve on yo block where ya be at
Put the 22 Glock where yo knees at
I don’t do the fake loyal, you can keep dat
And it really f*cked up if I see dat
Tell dat ho she can leave, I don’t need dat
n*gga, act like you afraid to talk down yo name
We leave dat sh*t to the ho
If tha sh*t ain’t directed, then he ain’t respected
n*ggas need this on the low
Got like 32 shots in this muhfucin’ Glock & erry bullet gotta go
b*tch you know I don’t lack it
You know dat I’m packin’
You know that I’ll never fold
Oh yeah
Ayyy ayyy (ayyy)
Ayyy ayyy (ayyy)
Got like 32 shots in this muhf*ckin’ Glock & erry bullet gotta go
Ayyy ayyy (ayyy)
Ayyy ayyy (ayyy)
b*tch you know I don’t lack it
You know dat I’m packin’
You know that I’ll never fold

I heard you lil b*tches want me dead
It ain’t on discussion
Yo know if I’m questionin’
I gotta get one in da head
If a n*gga play wit me
Then we gotta get ‘em
Or we gon pull up like the Fed
b*tch, I keep a Glizzy
You know I ain’t slippin’
I know these n*ggas want me dead
Oh yeah yeah (hey)
That’s all I know (all I know)
I’m focused on money, I just want da money
I don’t give a damn bout a ho
These n*ggas be frontin like they gettin’ money
But I know they pockets be broke
I call up da youngin’, he totin’ a hunnid
You know dat murder she wrote
A n*gga gon’ rob who? Take what?
He gon’ get snatched up, taped up
My whole team’s strapped, draced up
You don’t wanna smoke dis, a laced blunt
And if I smash this, face up
Pullin on her hair for a couple of ???? ????
Man, why buy the b*tch, when I can take her?
I don’t even want her, ????? ???? ????
???? n*ggas ???? bout these hoes
If she find something better, she gone
That why I’d rather take me a ????
Everyday when I work 24
Dump the pack & go f*ck off the back end
Call the plug & you know that I’m back in
Catch that b*tch from the back & Im back in
I’ve been gone for a minute, I’m back in
I could run up & check, stomp on they neck
They know a young n*gga flex
Don’t you hop in the water tryna be a shark when you know you really a fish
I just ordered some Gucci & that’s how I’m steppin’
When I get to f*ck yo lil b*tch
Only God can judge me
This sh*t can get ugly
And I got this sh*t ??????
I’ll have the Soljas screaming’ “Gang Gang”
The whole gang wit me, we go Bang Bang
n*gga act dumb, we on da same thang
Run around drugs & go Bang Bang
I’ll have the Soljas screaming’ “Gang Gang”
The whole gang wit me, we go Bang Bang
n*gga act dumb, we on da same thang
Run around drugs & go Bang Bang
Yeah
I heard you lil b*tches want me dead
It ain’t on discussion
Yo know if I’m questionin’
I gotta get one in da head
If a n*gga play wit me
Then we gotta get ‘em
Or we gon pull up like the Fed
b*tch, I keep a Glizzy
You know I ain’t slippin’
I know these n*ggas want me dead
Oh yeah yeah (hey)
That’s all I know (all I know)
I’m focused on money, I just want da money
I don’t give a damn bout a ho
These n*ggas be frontin like they gettin’ money
But I know they pockets be broke
I call up da youngin’, he totin’ a hunnid
You know dat murder she wrote