"On The Radar Freestyle (PART 2)" lyrics

"On The Radar Freestyle (PART 2)"

Talkin' too much, so nowadays got a nigga-
Bitch, on 5

These niggas talkin' too much, so nowadays nigga sayin' less
Chest next, shot, nigga wear a vest
Fifty shots, shoot a nigga 'til he melt
Drop a dot, and the nigga get the belt
X'ed out, tell God how I felt
Real 5, I got bodies on my shelf
Gun smoke, Lil Yo, how it felt?
X, G5, leave a nigga melt
I just played the cards, damn-damn-damn-damn
Bitch, I'm really hard, steppin' by myself
Seven inch AR's, make a nigga melt
Pop two bars, make you step on your-damn-self
Actin' hard, you will step on yourself
Boy, we kill your broad
You ain't safe, we gon' shoot through your bodyguard
Fuck the money, I just want your facecard
I'ma write a book, call that bitch, "How to rob"
All that clutchin', you gon' get a chedder bomb
So you better up it, nigga, do your job
Get you gone
Everybody put money up, Barry Bonds
Knock your ass out the stadium, hot shit
This that shit that go crazy (Hot shit, hot shit, hot shit, hot shit, ayy)
Kill a nigga, then go fuck on my baby
Bitch nigga, come on and show me that you crazy
Nowadays niggas talkin' too much, so nowadays got a nigga sayin' less
Drop a body, on the scene, eye to eye, call five shots, five niggas dead
Niggas speak on Big 5, stand on top of him, I'm takin off his dreads
Who's yo' top three, bitch? What, ayy, who's yo' top three, bitch? (Hot shit, hot shit, hot shit, hot shit, hot shit, hot shit)
YouTube know we givin' niggas belts
APD know we givin' niggas belts
It hit different when yo homies gettin' melt
With them killers, we got bodies on our belts
Speak on me, you don't care about yourself
On 5, nigga death gettin' dealt

Ayy, on 5, these niggas some hoes, on my mother
These niggas making up dances and shit
Only dance I know how to do, murder dance
Stupid, what the fuck?
What the fuck wrong with these niggas, man? Big 5

And you know how it go, if you come this way, you get sent back
And these niggas pussy gettin' extorted, where yo pimp at?
Every time that another body drop, they like, "We did that"
Soon as I get the drop, I'ma put this bitch right where yo' head at
Ayy, who did that? Ayy, who shot at me?
Nigga shot my cap off, kill who got at me
I ain't never gettin' locked up for no murder, do that properly