Madden

Uh, uh, uh

'Member for new kicks, sellin' raw

I dropped a few bands on a show

Now that young nigga don't care what it cost

Swear in my new crib, you get lost

We still'll suit up and risk it all

Yeah, we gon' shoot to kill, knock 'em off

I shed a few tears for my dawg

I be up still wishin' you could call

Fuck all the opps, know I make 'em the maddest

Like a strict teacher, ain't givin' out passes

You better duck when that beam get to taggin'

We love the field, they should put us on Madden

Hole in one, we take his soul, he done

Tryna score like a shot through the basket

Loadin' drums, we leave your soldiers slumped

Swear they empty out clips with a passion

In the club, I don't care if you here with your man

I get high off the X, then I'm grippin' on asses

Niggas'll die 'bout a bitch 'til this four nickel hit

And it turn his afro into ashes

And we can go through a list, all the hos that we hittin'

I swear that my bitch be the baddest, uh

Beat from the back when I bag it, uh

She gon' throw back like a classic, uh

'Member I was broke, now I'm bad on my ass

And that shit had me losin' my temper

Swervin' in Cali', I come from the 'Raq

Now it's drop top coupes in the winter

No matter how far I go, like this pain in me, still be hard to get rid of

No matter how far I go, got the gang with me, bitch, I'm move with my killers

'Member for new kicks, sellin' raw

I dropped a few bands on a show

Now that young nigga don't care what it cost

Swear in my new crib, you get lost

We still'll suit up and risk it all

Yeah, we gon' shoot to kill, knock 'em off

I shed a few tears for my dawg

I be up still wishin' you could call

Fuck all the opps, know I make 'em the maddest

Like a strict teacher, ain't givin' out passes

You better duck when that beam get to taggin'

We love the field, they should put us on Madden

Hole in one, we take his soul, he done

Tryna score like a shot through the basket

Loadin' drums, we leave your soldiers slumped

Swear they empty out clips with a passion

Lead on my hip, I ain't packin' a pistol

Don't make me let my lil' savages get you

Won't hesitate when we clappin' them pistols

Shots to his face, they gon' fracture his dental

Send 'em to God with this new Beretta

He lettin' off shots from the back of the window

Ride for the squad, applyin' that pressure

I bet he gon' fold like a Mac or a Kindle

Uh, survive in the trenches

Hustle like 50, might die tryna get it

I know the police be on me 'bout murders

I love that the opps gon' deny that I'm with it

You better watch who you let in that car

'Cause he might drop it down, boy, you ridin' with a witness

Racks to my slot, used to post on the block

But no, I ain't never spent time in the kitchen

'Member for new kicks, sellin' raw

I dropped a few bands on a show

Now that young nigga don't care what it cost

Swear in my new crib, you get lost

We still'll suit up and risk it all

Yeah, we gon' shoot to kill, knock 'em off

I shed a few tears for my dawg

I be up still wishin' you could call

Fuck all the opps, know I make 'em the maddest

Like a strict teacher, ain't givin' out passes

You better duck when that beam get to taggin'

We love the field, they should put us on Madden

Hole in one, we take his soul, he done

Tryna score like a shot through the basket

Loadin' drums, we leave your soldiers slumped

Swear they empty out clips with a passion, uh