Fire Hazard

Lyrics

[Intro: 5STAR BUB] Yeah, king business, nigga 911, nigga, yeah Look [Verse 1: 5STAR BUB] They keep sayin' that it's trigger play, on Trigga Mobb, I'ma lead the way Tryna see how these niggas actin' in the reaper face I been out here stackin' my cake, no Easy-Bake I just ordered me a Five-seveN, nigga, we can play I'm tryna send a couple niggas up where Jesus stay And I keep the HK on me, that's my Jesus piece I could be a nigga best friend or worst enemy It's broke chains and fullies burstin' if niggas mention me Brought Dracos and SU-16s for the whole infantry Got Play-Doh and play with them drums, that's why they envy me And we on whatever they on, we do it instantly Four-five break nigga's bones soon as it enter him Headshot in back of the car just like the Kennedy Them niggas slid, you didn't slide back, direct penalty Them niggas ain't livin' like that, they gon' remember me Chase a nigga down without no sympathy Big mouth bass, trust me, can you eat this fifty-piece? Two niggas came, but it felt like them niggas was fifty deep They gon' play them games and make me pull out them fully things I'm the bully, nigga, can't no nigga bully me, G-O-D [Verse 2: C.M.L.] Yo, .223s'll chop a nigga down like lumberjack I'm from the 30s, we strike niggas like a Thundercat Overkillin' my opponents, ain't no comin' back Got a dirty baby Draco with a drum attached So if it's on, then it's on, we invade niggas' homes Headshot bust his dome, I'll get a nigga gone Smack him just for lackin', leave his body all alone Whoop him like a man just for actin' like he grown Can't too many handle that, slidin' in a Cadillac The shotty hit his body, got him flippin' like an acrobat Caught him with his bitch, they was jumpin' like a camel back Put the fire to his top, he meltin' like some candle wax I ain't got no competition, rest in peace my opposition Kill 'em when the chopper kickin', ready for the consequences Money over everything, on my million-dollar mission C.M.L. be statin' facts, niggas know they gotta listen Wild like a cougar, wake 'em up like Freddy Krueger All I hang around is shooters, leavin' bodies in the sewer And we don't do no drive-bys, we pull up on a scooter If your bitch get in the way, bullets rippin' through her hooters Rrat [Interlude: CashClick Boog] What up, Lav? (What up, though?) What up, Bub, nigga? (What that Star shit like?) What's that Trigga shit like, though? (That Trigga shit like, though? You hear me) Ayy [Verse 3: CashClick Boog] Don't talk about no bodies 'less you caught a couple Me and Low, we used to take shit, get it off the muscle At the parties forty deep, goonies causin' trouble Any problems, air it out, ain't no pausin' nothin' If I could, nigga, I'd drill all the suckers Learned at an early age it was all or nothing At an early age, I was taught to dog a woman Jerrita left me as a kid, I thought my mom didn't love me Crackers hit my lil' dog with so much time, McLovin Still sendin' JPays, still wirin' money Havin' withdrawals from lean, somebody find it for me Twenty bands just for the drop, somebody find her for me Every time I see an opp, you know I'm firin' at him He got his gun, I got my gun, it's 'bout who fire faster I'm 'bout to shoot his team shoes, plus I buy 'em ladders Two hundred shots in the car, that's a fire hazard [Outro: CashClick Boog] That's a fire hazard, you feel me? Y'all niggas know how we came, nigga, change the body count Nigga, from my trap to Northside Sac', nigga, ooh