Why Am I Here

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(feat. Larsiny) Why nigga you would die if you try me (As we continue on) Why nigga you would die if you try me [Big Mike:] Why nigga you would die if you try me [DJ Thoro:] Talk greasy to me I'll do you greasy for free [Larsiny:] (Put Ya L's In The Sky nigga) Why nigga you would die if you try me Why nigga you would die if you try me (Philly Stand up) Why nigga you would die if you try me Talk greasy to me I'll do you greasy for free (C'mon) [Drag-On:] Nigga talk crazy to me I'm a show'em the oo whop Throw a couple hollows knocke'm out his tube socks The last nigga ran his lips got his tooth chipped I'm in these streets I ain't just in this booth bitch I don't just concrete'em I palm beach'em Let the sharks do the work till god reach'em I'm from a different pedigree of niggas Before I leave the game I'm a bury me a nigga I ain't never leave these streets Martin luther King talk about peace Me I just walk with my peace And any nigga got no manners I'll handle 38 long titanium handle Blow a nigga head now they call him sleepy hollow The headless horseman nigga close his coffin This Drag dash Mr. Hood Environment With Larsiny in my blood I'm out retirement Why nigga you would die if you try me Why nigga you would die if you try me Why nigga you would die if you try me Talk greasy to me I'll do you greasy for free [AR AB:] If it's beef I'm a end that right now I light pounds and I give niggas night gowns Big guns I ain't worried bout who to hit I gotta hold it my shoulder when I shoot the bitch I gotta few to spit let the shell smoke It'll turn a nigga yacht to a sail boat To fall back I'll rip'em apart These niggas KFC AB like I sit in the dark I go hard my gun so large If it hit his chest it'll knock'em through a bar Niggas soft my heart bleed Larsiny We take bodies to the bridge then we tossin'em The clip thirty two I drop ten on'em Or beat his head with the gun till it bend on'em So nigga stand in my way you'll just Luchini I make his ass do a Hoodini I'll Real niggas don't snitch or drop names off A nigga talk he gettin' hawked witta chain saw Niggas is day s off need no witness I copped a scope for the low distance It's black gloves when I clutch the pipe I'll wet ya crib up like a busted pipe I only need one shot when kill targets The gun spit in ya face like a drill sergeant Why nigga you would die if you try me Why nigga you would die if you try me Why nigga you would die if you try me Talk greasy to me I'll do you greasy for free [Ock Bar:] I got a glock right now I'm Ock bar and I bang ya clique down I'm not in to flashin heat homes But I'm known to pack a knife and chrome Because I get crusin played out favorites Stay away from me and meet the front page bitch I hear that niggas bout to bring it to my places of war So I'm sittin in my chair with my face in the door Give my Haitians a call tell'em to grab they machete's Grip the tech with the ki if they haven't already That means decapitate'em flame they home down Bang the phone down it can't be long now Before them fuckers come watch in the front When discussion I'm just clutching the pump Bustin the chumps uh I'm a gritty dude get me in a shitty mood Have ya kids city zooed lion cage kitty food Why nigga you would die if you try me Why nigga you would die if you try me Why nigga you would die if you try me Talk greasy to me I'll do you greasy for free [Cassidy:] Err body got a chin to break but I'll put the clip in the H Put it in ya face and make ya shit disintegrate I'll shoot you up who the fuck you tryna intimidate If you imitate get cut with the knife like a dinner plate I been gettin' cake you been a bitch and I been a ape The only time you niggas ride out is on the interstate Yea you been a fake nigga and I been a H N I C I'm great like Ali but try me and you will get a IV Or ya picture on the obituary R.I.P. Barry Adrien Reese is on my ID So that explains why the story written by me It's called bars nigga I was locked behind bars nigga In a accident which left me permanently scared nigga But in ain't changed manye I'm permanently hard nigga Pullin triggas on guns that's longer than a yard nigga And you be six feet deep that's two yards in the dirt A nigga put in work like a bartender Cause I be given niggas shot after shot And I was locked behind bars and I used to grind raw And I used to grind hard sellin' Rock after rock Till niggas started conversatin with cop after cop And naw I ain't havin' that if a nigga piss me I grab the gat And clap'em where his bladder at And piss'em off to that's what a boss do If you ever try to cross me I double cross you I floss to I'm rockin the double cross to And I carry gats the size of a lil dwarf to You hide out I ride out like a horse do But dog when I walk with the metal it's not a horseshoe You gotta wife I gotta pipe like a horse do Ya wife said ya pipe to small and she gon divorce you Ya little morsel to tiny to skinny She want a new jimmy I can give boo plenty She told me that I'm way bigger than he is And she said that he more pussy than she is Why nigga you would die if you try me Why nigga you would die if you try me Why nigga you would die if you try me Talk greasy to me I'll do you greasy for free [Luck:] The barrel is steel the frame worth tougher wear I get my guns liquidated than a buck a pair Now yaw tell me who want this here You suckers scared I claw through ya chest like a fuckin' bear I'm an animal surrounded by cannibals My niggas feed on ya flesh like cannibal These niggas talkin' all irrational My gang of wolves they'll squeeze to the death when the hammer full I write magical my flow game radical My bars keep'em on they toes like lambisil The hustla home the customers back It's Luck and Cass who fuckin with that We runnin these streets you want beef Just run in a neak or Ock and Shiz keep a gun in they reach So stick to ya day job cause yaw don't even want it with AR And I ain't talkin' bout the gun I b sprayin' off And you can talk about your pistols and clappin' ya heat off Witta rock it'll clear more than half of your street off Even if it miss the impact knock ya feet off It'll throw niggas up then down like a see-saw And for that cheese dog I'm knockin ya knees off Every part of your dismembered body will b lost I handle my own but niggas like to shoot for meh I got the guns that's for military use only Straight militant I shoot it like a troop homie I don't need fatigue or combat boots on meh Top rank I'm the man you should see I'm the Colonel The General Commander-in Chief The only nigga fit to be demandin is me I'm a boss I demand niggas ransoms to brae The smoke fade left standin is me When it's beef Luck bring the war tanks to the STREETS!