Lyrics Bars 2 - Action Pack

Bars 2

Tai bunked this ho
Bitch, uh, uh, yeah, uh, don’t stop
Action, woo, Action, woo, Action, woo
Action, woo, Action, woo, Action, woo
Action, woo, Action, woo
Bitch
Fuck a opp nigga fuck a thot bitch too
Up the Glock like I’m Bloc swear to God I’m a shoot
Bitch get back for this Drac' go blatt
And yo brain go splat, leave ya family like (Action)
And she suck dick like she ain’t got teeth
Hoe I’m finna nut put yo head underneath
Like a locksmith bitch, my dawg got keys
Spin the whole block we gon' leave it in the streets
Dropped outta school like fuck it
I was on the block with the thirty like I’m cousin
12 hit the block so a nigga had to tuck it
Quick to pull up on a nigga ass like Huggies
Bitch!
Don’t lose ya life for a name hoe
Don’t try to snatch this chain hoe
Team full of shooters where ya brain go
Ain’t a place in my city that I can’t go
Facts!
Action!
Act a fool with this chopper like barbers
Nothin' but Glocks we ain’t totin' revolvers
Fuck the opps we ain’t letting' up off em
We the one’s put that bitch in a coffin
Smoking gas I’m inhaling' and coughing'
Don’t do fights but I’m too tough for talking
This thirty gon' get em up off me
Facts!
I don’t even drink but tonight a nigga sippin'
Catch a nigga slipping' we gon' slide with them glizzies
Glock got a dick but the drac got titties
My crip bitch with it yeah I think she bang
Kitchen
I was in Chanel so you know a nigga drippin'
I’m a rep the gang till the end I ain’t flippin'
And i keep a stick you gon' think a nigga pimpin'
Hit ya bitch last night yea she left my house limpin'
My side against yours we don’t fuck wit no opps
The last nigga dissed the gang got his ass dropped
Like a haircut bitch we aiming' for ya top
Badass young nigga still running from the cops
Heard he got the load we gon' rob em for them pesos
Think im youngboy I’m a hit em with the draco
I was in the school pouring' lean in the faygo
Put a hole in ya head like a mufucking bagel
They like you won’t go to school you a dropout
Tried to hide the gun but the clip still hang out
If you wanna know if i live what i rap bout
Try me out in public, fireworks its a bang out
Book me for a show, all the hoes gon’come out
It’s illegal but i got it nigga fuck how it turn out
Put the drum on a bitch yea i guess im in a band now
She ain’t like me back then now she got her fucking hand out
Oh so you a fan now?
Bitch get on with that fake shit
We know you a hoe, can’t come on the block
Boy don’t even say shit
Gang gang in this bitch
Give a fuck bout what you claim hoe
Better pray to jesus for you try to snatch this chain hoe
Yea yo pussy good, but yo head game lame hoe
We ain’t got no bond no my first name is not james hoe
Action!
Ya know
Ha, Ya dig?
Yeah uh
Imma leave this shit like that
Talk yo shit nigga
Talk yo shit nigga!
Yeah uh, woah
You know what the fuck going' on its my year
Uh uh, datway
Factsssss!