Put Yo Boy In Da Ground

Lyrics

[Chorus: Evil Pimp and Evil Prince] Stay inside da house, play it safe Killaz from the south, scopin' with the G-L-O-C-K to take a nigga out *Vocal Scratching* Stay- Stay- Safe- Safe- G-L-O-C-K cope- cope- nigga out- [Verse 1: Evil Prince] I get that dope from the south, bitch you know just what I'm 'bout I swear to God if you run up bitch we shootin' it out I get the weed by the pounds, they put yo boy in the ground We left them layin' in his blood, then bullets bit 'em like hounds Oh I come straight from the block, can't leave house without Glock Won't let this bitch stay the night, I told that ho to get rocked You snatched my chain, this clip dumpin', this 40 bake you like oven I put like twelve up in his donut 'cause my clip holdin' dozens My niggas don't show no mercy, bro got sentenced to thirty I named my pistol Jaden Smith 'cause my gun will get flirty This niggas scared to come shop, I keep them sticks like a mop Them bullets hit him in his head, he one eye like Fetty Wap And me and bro them be stangin', I walk up, ask what you banging? You give us all the wrong answers then your soul we'll be claiming Won't fuck that ho 'cause she basic, walk up give him a face lift We catch you flexin' in the south, best believing we'll take it [Chorus: Evil Pimp and Evil Prince] Get the weed by the pounds, put yo boy in the ground Get the weed by the pounds, put yo boy in the ground Get the weed by the pounds, put yo boy in the ground We left them laying in his blood, them bullets bit 'em like hounds Get the weed by the pounds, put yo boy in the ground Get the weed by the pounds, put yo boy in the ground *Vocal Scratching* Stay- Stay- Safe- Safe- G-L-O-C-K Cope- Cope- Nigga out- [Verse 2: Evil Pimp] My pistol tucked when I'm sagging Roll 5 deep in G-Wagon I'm riding hot with that heat, call me puff magic dragon I grab the gun from the mantle, I'm turned up like a handle You hear the boom, then a boom, blast him right out his sandals My black out eyes are now rollin', bullets fly like I'm bowling *bowling pins falling* I'm ridin' dirty, watch my speed, 'cause the laws be patrollin' [?], Its lights out like no caring Left you wet with your set now your body is dormant These hollow sound like a missile for your early dismissal I'll make a throne from your bones, first I chew on the gristle I'm 'bout my [?], killers stay in my circle You decompose in a hole, now your body in purple I'm primitive like a savage, this [?] ultimate damage I left you down in the scene, wrap you up like a package To Memphis down to Atlanta, we spread this sick propaganda And when I shoot I announce "ho ho ho" like I'm Santa [Chorus: Evil Pimp and Evil Prince] Get the weed by the pounds, put yo boy in the ground Get the weed by the pounds, put yo boy in the ground Get the weed by the pounds, put yo boy in the ground We left them laying in his blood, them bullets bit 'em like hounds Get the weed by the pounds, put yo boy in the ground Get the weed by the pounds, put yo boy in the ground Get the weed by the pounds, put yo boy in the ground We left them laying in his blood, then bullets bit 'em like hounds *Vocal Scratching* Stay inside the- Stay inside the- Scopin' with the- Scopin' with the- G-L-O-C-K Cope- Cope- Nigga out-