Lead Showers

Lyrics

[Production by L.S. XXXX] [Verse 1] I dipped the pen in the blood and wrote the verse Then chirped the coroner, told 'em we need a hearse Dropped the body off right in front of the church Then murked back to the trap, it was actually picture perfect I'm turfing, banging my set until they lay me flat I'm a maniac, eighty claps in that baby mac, better pay me back Send some niggas that's from Haiti where ya lady at Know she a brainiac, so her mouth be where my babies at Its gravy black, you ain't shooting shit, fronting with that baby scat How we living anyone could be the next to die Weapons rise, next you sleeping with the pesticides Get the weight and make it stretch is how we exercise Testify, and your momma be the next to cry Smoking very potent dope they sent me straight from Oakland Got me toking, choking, sipping potion, comatosing Gripping the toaster, never keep it in the holster From a crooked culture, selling birds and ducking vultures Don't approach us, hollow tips as hot as ulcers Check his pulse he dead now my face is on the poster [Hook x2] It's lead showers when them shots get to ringing off Better get low, or get gone Keep strong when you see a real nigga in ya area Mass hysteria, shells put the fear in ya [Verse 2] Now I'm a wanted man dead or alive I get the head, then I dead her and slide, no hello, good-byes All red in my eyes, can tell I get high Watching scarface chopped like, "fly pelican fly" Uh, no Manolo, handle business on the dolo, I'm Tony Romo throwing bullets out the fo'-fo', I'm Still on my Polo sick fit, '96 shit That slick Rick gold chains and half a brick shit That five percent tint, three quarter mink shit Smoking a Winston, drunk in back of the Lincoln I'm such a delinquent, I Sip the pink right out the bottle like an infant They say I gotta chill A lot of syrup, lot of hoes, and a lot of pills Lot of ones, lot of guns, and a lot of kill That's how we give it up They try and trap me but I never pick my pivot up They know I give no fucks [Hook x2] It's lead showers when them shots get to ringing off Better get low, or get gone Keep strong when you see a real nigga in ya area Mass hysteria, shells put the fear in ya