"Go In" lyrics

I'm a slum block, full clip, gun cocked
Bullshit, gun pop
It only take one shot
Haze to the brain, smoke til my lungs pop
Tre pound, got a big nose like [?]
They tell me not to kill women and children
But these rap niggas is bitches, I consistently kill them
A hundred shots sitting in the clips, and I filled them
With some shit that can penetrate the bricks of a building
Run up in your shit, if I know it's bricks in your building
Run up in every record label shit on the building
Yeah, that's every rapper on the roster
They be rapping plugs and choppers, but these rappers some impostors
They be talking like they tough
I'll stick the pistol in your lips, now, nigga, what you saying? Nothing
What I'm doing? Hustling
Gucci, Louis duffles, that money that I stuff in them
Niggas, I don't fuck with them
Not even if I grew up with them
If I can't get no money, then it's fuck them, I don't fuck with them
Niggas cannot fuck with him
It's Mr. Conway, all the bad bitches lust with him, they fuck with him
Niggas think I'm playing, then I'm playing with something Russian
Not negotiating, my respect, it ain't up for discussion
Hold up, let me slow up the flow
So sick, the spit [?] flow
I rolls up the mo, I don't [?] dough
By the time the club close up, I'm rolled up with O
Whoa
That's the gangsta shit that I'm on
Bullets stick to your T-shirt like rhinestones
[?] got my wrist in a different time zone
Neck full of bitch shit, I get more bust than RhymeZone
Them big 4 pound bullets leave your spine gone
It's Conway, S.E.G., I'm gone