Family

Lyrics

[Intro: Carl Goodman (Christopher Lloyd)] Piranha hunt in packs - not for protection, but for overwhelming force. They're organized, methodical. The first bite draws blood. The blood draws the pack [Chorus: Z] P-p-p-p-p-p-p-put the body in the coffin for 'em Hold the chopper phone fam Run up on the iPerform Better call the doctor for your fans Body in the coffin for 'em Hold the chopper phone fam Run up on the iPerform Better call the doctor for your fans [Verse 1: Lon Gotti] If you ain't ride for your family who you repping for? Scared to rack it what the fuck you got that weapon for? Grab the mic and rap my life like (Z press record) I ain't never falling back, I keep pressing forward I'm a P, it ain't my fault I'm who she checking for Ain't nobody checking me, you better check the whore I'm too busy counting up so I can't check the score This repetition how I kick the shit like checking for I let this trigga blow 'bout my nigga roll I'm riding with 'em right or wrong, that's my nigga though Ain't no hoes in my clique, even my bitch'll blow Up the chopper, shock a bitch with this extension pole I said "bitch I'm plugged in, no extension cord" Hit her with this dope dick she keep itching for Hit that bag and run it up until I hit the Forbes Let that chopper mop a nigga like the kitchen floor [Chorus: Z] P-p-p-p-p-p-p-put the body in the coffin for 'em Hold the chopper phone fam Run up on the iPerform Better call the doctor for your fans Body in the coffin for 'em Hold the chopper phone fam Run up on the iPerform Better call the doctor for your fans [Bridge: Lon Gotti] On my mu'fucking family we gon' murder this bitch We ride around with a blammy and some herb and a stick He catch my family at the front do' Catch my family at the front do' For my motherfucking family we gon' murder this bitch We ride around with a blammy and some herb and a stick He catch my family at the front do' Catch my family at the front do' Agh [Verse 2: Z] I ain't no killer but don't push me This family only I ain't fucking with you pussies, my family know me I'm right now, know I would be You gotta show me I'm talking 'bout how I could be I'm active rolling Arrive my people like a mall, they bust past And treat the 25 like a eagle and watch it park like a bus crash Aye They don't want me on they head with this whiplash But they probably want me dead with they bitch ass Loyal to soil 'cause the groove from the dirt were boiled Talk like "where my chips at"? I'm rocks and aluminum foil Put in some block, I couldn't stop ya You hear me talking loyal (Mobbing with a stopper probably hold us at a rosters boil) My lingo awkward and my posture look like gargoyle Crack it like it's hard-boiled Low-lance I'm tall broil How to saw oil Now hoping that my car loyal My people hard-boiled But shit get dark like car oil [Chorus: Z] P-p-p-p-p-p-p-put the body in the coffin for 'em Hold the chopper phone fam Run up on the iPerform Better call the doctor for your fans Body in the coffin for 'em Hold the chopper phone fam Run up on the iPerform Better call the doctor for your fans [Bridge: Lon Gotti] On my mu'fucking family we gon' murder this bitch We ride around with a blammy and some herb and a stick He catch my family at the front do' Catch my family at the front do' For my motherfucking family we gon' murder this bitch We ride around with a blammy and some herb and a stick He catch my family at the front do' Catch my family at the front do' Agh