Got Em (Explicit)

Got Em (Explicit) - Trae da Truth/Waka Flocka Flame

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

If it's drama I got it I got it I got it

I he want it I got it I got it I got it

Tell that ni**a I got it I got it I got it

If he tripping I got it I got it I got it

I hop out shot fire clayco been down

Hundred rounds stand down

This the g south we don't play around

I come around they don't say sh*t

Moment sounds when that k spit

This rolls royce got a pink slip

He 15 on that g sh*t

He 16 on that g sh*t

17 on that murk sh*t

My young ni**a gonna flip sh*t

This 4-5 is my sidekick

Clayco's my capital

Big rims gold teeth

That country boy attitude

Don't make saddam hus' after you

Caught 'em caught 'em caught 'em slipping at the red light

Run that chain run that ice before you lose your life

Car jackings home invasions it's a mess

Loyalty over royalty in the squad I trust

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

If it's drama I got it I got it I got it

I he want it I got it I got it I got it

Tell that ni**a I got it I got it I got it

If he tripping I got it I got it I got it

I pull up holding this choppa b**ch

If you at your place you better get back in it

Cause the way I'm feeling I might drop your b**ch

If you wanna be p**sy I'm finna jump up in it

In the black phantom yelling f**k 'em

If a ni**a run up on me bet I ain't going duck 'em

Better have a bunch of niggas with a hell of a jaw

If I don't beat 'em the f**k up then b**ch I'm busting

Gotta FM loaded up inside this jacket

50 round twin clips only way I pack it

If I let them hoes fly you better be acting

Get dough motherf**ker I ain't shooting for practice

I got drug money right up under the mattress

If their heads wanted beef I'm a sell out my package

I'm the king of the streets in the hood I'm a saint

I'm a send another ni**a f**k a letter them

If you looking for the one I'm that ni**a

You 'bout that life how the f**k you figured

Yea b**ch who strapped up my sh*t bigger

This message directed let no twitter

I've never seen shots like a b**ch who domin'

All black on a motherf**ker when I'm rollin'

Shout out to them navy seals with the sh*t I'm moanin'

On to workout yea b**ch I'm tonin'

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

If it's drama I got it I got it I got it

I he want it I got it I got it I got it

Tell that ni**a I got it I got it I got it

If he tripping I got it I got it I got it

I said I swear to god I can't wait

Till the day this ni**a slip

Headshot 'em off the rip make 'em feel the whole clip

Walking with a slight limp cause them hammers on deck

They gon' kill you for no check they gon' do it for respect

Throwing up the wrong set better get your a** wet

Headshotting off the motherf**king reel

I got boys vice lords Gd's and cripes

My belly and my ghost came with a pink slip

What you know bout that flocka waka flocka I'm your bet

If you raw gang bang play ball

For sold crack my back ain't gotta be against the wall

Just to shoot back this hunn'ed clip

You can feel all of that

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel

Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel