| Who the fuck scared now?
|
| Look who the fuck fed now
|
| Had to hit him with the shotty nigga
|
| Another dead fucking body nigga
|
| Gansters, this is how we roll
|
| Jesus Piece, and it’s out of gold
|
| Versace polo and a pound of dro
|
| Hop in that Ghost, and it’s adios
|
| Who the fuck scared now?
|
| Who the fuck scared now?
|
| Chased that nigga down, put him on worldstar
|
| Bitch nigga got away, in his girl’s car
|
| Put that pussy on the net like a pornstar
|
| Another weenie with bread, he a corndog
|
| Put 3 holes in his head, like a bowling ball
|
| I’m out the gutter switching lanes in a stolen car
|
| Fuck the feds, cause a nigga got a murder charge
|
| Fuck it though, got the cover of the murder dog
|
| I dress up like the pizza man, load the desert eagle and
|
| I don’t just hit ya team, I wet the whole bleachers, damn
|
| Specialize in the murder game
|
| Documentary shit, back to Hurricane
|
| Now tell a nigga
|
| I’m the most feared rap nigga
|
| Like a Just Blaze beat, I’ll clap niggas
|
| This ain’t a Just Blaze beat, this ain’t wrapped nigga
|
| Voletta Wallace lost her son to a gat nigga
|
| What if I told y’all I know who killed Biggie dog?
|
| I ain’t no snitch but if I did it ain’t no biggie dog
|
| Cause that’s Biggie dog
|
| All that’s coming out the mouth of the nigga you used to know as being 50's dog
|
| But I got tired of being 50's dog
|
| Had to break my chain and cut that nigga 50 off
|
| Whole team celebrating, label on my dick hard
|
| Interscope asking «would I take 50's call»
|
| Hello? |
| Put up 10 mill for a real nigga
|
| Drop this joint album and we’ll kill niggas
|
| All these niggas claiming they OG, my young boys will murder them
|
| Cold shooters, that 16, and they ain’t ever even heard of them
|
| I slide through, I get a bird of them
|
| And they drive through, and they serving them
|
| These niggas talking that beef shit, I put bread on it, no burger bun
|
| We walk up in this bitch like «what?»
|
| Rollie on my wrist lights up
|
| Told these niggas «can't do it like us»
|
| Ciroc boy, and I do it like Puff
|
| With 100 bottles, 100 models
|
| No twitter, we come to follow
|
| Straight shots and no Moscato
|
| I fuck them hoes, don’t give a fuck bout em
|
| Now tell me who’s scared now?
|
| Shots fired, man down
|
| Dead bodies get found
|
| That chopper clip spits rounds
|
| And real niggas get murdered
|
| Top dogs get it first
|
| He came to me in that Benz
|
| And he left from here in a hearse
|
| Woah! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Scared Now , by - The Game. Song from the album Jesus Piece, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп