[Hook:]
Who the f*** scared now?
Look who the f*** fed now
Had to hit him with the shotty n****
Another dead f****** body n****
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 f*** scared now?
Who the f*** scared now?
[Verse 1:]
Chased that n**** down, put him on worldstar
b**** n**** got away, in his girl's car
Put that p**** on the net like a p***star
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
f*** the feds, cause a n**** got a murder charge
f*** 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, d***
Specialize in the murder game
Documentary s***, back to Hurricane
Now tell a n****
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I'm the most feared rap n****
Like a Just Blaze beat, I'll clap n*****
This ain't a Just Blaze beat, this ain't wrapped n****
Voletta Wallace lost her son to a gat n****
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 n**** 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 n**** 50 off
Whole team celebrating, label on my d*** hard
Interscope asking "would I take 50's call"
Hello? Put up 10 mill for a real n****
Drop this joint album and we'll kill n*****
G-Unit!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
All these n***** 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 n***** talking that beef s***, I put bread on it, no burger bun
We walk up in this b**** like "what?"
Rollie on my wrist lights up
Told these n***** "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 f*** them hoes, don't give a f*** bout em
Now tell me who's scared now?
Shots fired, man down
Dead bodies get found
That chopper clip spits rounds
And real n***** get murdered
Top dogs get it first
He came to me in that Benz
And he left from here in a hearse
Woah!
[Hook]
Who the f*** scared now?
Look who the f*** fed now
Had to hit him with the shotty n****
Another dead f****** body n****
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 f*** scared now?
Who the f*** scared now?
[Verse 1:]
Chased that n**** down, put him on worldstar
b**** n**** got away, in his girl's car
Put that p**** on the net like a p***star
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
f*** the feds, cause a n**** got a murder charge
f*** 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, d***
Specialize in the murder game
Documentary s***, back to Hurricane
Now tell a n****
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I'm the most feared rap n****
Like a Just Blaze beat, I'll clap n*****
This ain't a Just Blaze beat, this ain't wrapped n****
Voletta Wallace lost her son to a gat n****
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 n**** 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 n**** 50 off
Whole team celebrating, label on my d*** hard
Interscope asking "would I take 50's call"
Hello? Put up 10 mill for a real n****
Drop this joint album and we'll kill n*****
G-Unit!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
All these n***** 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 n***** talking that beef s***, I put bread on it, no burger bun
We walk up in this b**** like "what?"
Rollie on my wrist lights up
Told these n***** "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 f*** them hoes, don't give a f*** bout em
Now tell me who's scared now?
Shots fired, man down
Dead bodies get found
That chopper clip spits rounds
And real n***** get murdered
Top dogs get it first
He came to me in that Benz
And he left from here in a hearse
Woah!
[Hook]