Black Shuck - Hellhound

I’m like «bitch, who is your mans?», ayy

Keep that pussy in your pants, ayy

I don’t love this bitch anymore

Gonna kick her out, put a lock on the door

6 bullets on my .44

60 bodies, there will be many more

600 ways to die

You can chose one and we’re ready to go

And I stay the same, you niggas is lame

I stop, roll the window down then go «bang!»

I gave your bitch the adress and she came

She’s screaming my name ‘till the neighbors complain

Don’t ever come close, you may lose your brains

You better go gather your little gang

They better be ready, I don’t play games

Nah, I don’t play games, son

Atomic bomb, fuck it, I’m ‘bout to blow

Give me backup when we go through that door

Load the Nike duffle then hit the road

Hurry up, hit the stage, give ‘em a show

She want some Versace, Fendi and Prada

Don’t know what I go through to get these dollars

Don’t try play hero, don’t even bother

If I pull up on your hood, it’s gon' be a slaughter

I ain’t getting caught without it (I ain’t getting caught without it)

I ain’t getting caught without it, no (No, no, no)

Never gave a fuck about it (Never gave a fuck)

I see niggas catching Ls while I’m catching bodies, yo (Yo, yo, yo)

I ain’t getting caught without it (I ain’t getting caught without it)

I said I ain’t getting caught without it, no (Not me, no)

And I never gave a fuck about it (Never ever ever)

I see niggas catching Ls while I’m catching bodies (Bodies, bodies, bodies)

Shinobi