Give Us What You Got

Lyrics

[Hook: Jody Breeze] Once the Glock go pop, yo' body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, and fuck the cops Real gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot Once the Glock go pop, yo' body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, and fuck the cops Real gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Save yourself, we the niggas with them big triggers Me and D, bringing the pain to you bitch niggas Imma hit em' with the chopper, man The only thing that can save his home is an avalanche Hood Classics Imma hit em' with the chopper, man The only thing that can save his home is an avalanche I just make a phone call, one call, have all yo' domes [?] 38 with the long barrel, hollow tips hit you, crack a nigga bone marrow Niggas hating, but I'm still here Won't hesitate to put a nigga in a wheelchair, or should I say a pine box I'm runnin deep on your street, with 9 Glocks And they all got extended clips, pistol grip, pump slip, you get pistol whipped I make em' take they clothes off, fuck [?] the pistol, then shoot a nigga nose off I'm in the hood, I never leave, bustin heads with Jody Breeze I kill a nigga on the spot, nigga Fuck the body, cause I'm aimin for the top, nigga [Hook: Jody Breeze] Once the Glock go pop, yo' body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, and fuck the cops Real gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot Once the Glock go pop, yo' body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, and fuck the cops Real gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot [Verse 2: 4-Tre] I'm hangin with them real killers, cop pillers and drug dealers Going tp fill your ass up with bullets up out the Skriller No questions asked, see, I'm goin blast you off the ripple Stealing your cash, faster than a hoe can flash you her nipple I specialise in sweepin up game with Breeze, nigga Let my dope sizzle, I'm a wizard, a work whipper Drop is great, so this cake, I can get it quicker Tryna be slick, I [?] my rod up a little bigger I'm blast yo' monkey ass, for thinkin I ain't Have your brain slide the wall, like some brand new paint And ride off in some brand new wet, go check, you bet we ain't in nobody debt If you owe me, Gucci or Jody, we gon' collect Signed yourself, sure enough we goin have your ass on the stretch Disrespect the flex, I had them thangs up to your neck Tecs, AKs, Pumps, these ain't no death threats [Hook: Jody Breeze] Once the Glock go pop, yo' body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, and fuck the cops Real gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot Once the Glock go pop, yo' body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, and fuck the cops Real gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot [Verse 3: Jody Breeze] I walk around without a bodyguard, cause you niggas is not as hard as you say you was, if you was, you wouldn't have to have a bodyguard 45 by me close, try me hoe, they gon' find your legs on land, but the rest of your lil' body floatin' Get pumped, imma' put you in the trunk, with the pump Don't mess with the pump, less you wanna get pumped And if it had to go down, I ain't scared of a dump, nigga Leave you in the forest, like your last name Gump, you chump nigga Jody Breeze and Gucci Mane, pull up in the Gucci van With 2 or 3 rugers that's what we shootin, man Hold up, nigga Bitch, sure enough, nigga When I'm shootin, I'm aimin' from your throat up, nigga Cause you haters bout to make me put my Glock in yo' face Show you pussys what it's really like to ride the wave So lean back, nigga, I mean that Nigga, I squeeze back, trigger, cause I'm back, nigga The bumper same color as the Indiana pacer, man Redgy getting old, so I'm stickin' with the purple, man I'm the young thug y'all been dying to hear If you rich, nigga, let me see you sign yourself [Hook: Jody Breeze] Once the Glock go pop, yo' body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, and fuck the cops Real gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot Once the Glock go pop, yo' body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, and fuck the cops Real gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot