Make this bitch quick, On my mother, man
They don't wanna get my, yeah
Bitch, I wanna get it on, catch a opp, and do em wrong
Ask em him about them rap songs that he seem the act on
He soak up, blood look like a tampon, swing a stick like Barry Bonds
Niggas know what the f*ck I'm on
Yeah, niggas know what the f*ck I'm on
Catch a opp and get him gone, bitch, this ain't no sing-along
Catch a opp, put him in a song, bitch, I cannot write my wrongs
So I keep on steppin' on em, bricks, keep on throwin' up his hood
The nigga keep on reppin' on him, double O keep his weapon on him
Keep enough for several victims, how many counted, seven hit him
His fallen homies send em with em, set him up and then we pin him
Hot hollows bitch, he feel him
He should've knew better, nigga, he know dub a f*ckin' get him
He should've known better, nigga, he know double a f*ckin' villian
That's what niggas get, just for f*ckin' with denim
Everything I give out hot, bitch, I spit venom
Everything I give out hot, I turn niggas to victims
IMB 007 - VICTIMS Lyrics
IMB 007 - VICTIMS Lyrics
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Make this bitch quick, On my mother, man
They don't wanna get my, yeah
Bitch, I wanna get it on, catch a opp, and do em wrong
Ask em him about them rap songs that he seem the act on
He soak up, blood look like a tampon, swing a stick like Barry Bonds
Niggas know what the f*ck I'm on
Yeah, niggas know what the f*ck I'm on
Catch a opp and get him gone, bitch, this ain't no sing-along
Catch a opp, put him in a song, bitch, I cannot write my wrongs
So I keep on steppin' on em, bricks, keep on throwin' up his hood
The nigga keep on reppin' on him, double O keep his weapon on him
Keep enough for several victims, how many counted, seven hit him
His fallen homies send em with em, set him up and then we pin him
Hot hollows bitch, he feel him
He should've knew better, nigga, he know dub a f*ckin' get him
He should've known better, nigga, he know double a f*ckin' villian
That's what niggas get, just for f*ckin' with denim
Everything I give out hot, bitch, I spit venom
Everything I give out hot, I turn niggas to victims
They don't wanna get my, yeah
Bitch, I wanna get it on, catch a opp, and do em wrong
Ask em him about them rap songs that he seem the act on
He soak up, blood look like a tampon, swing a stick like Barry Bonds
Niggas know what the f*ck I'm on
Yeah, niggas know what the f*ck I'm on
Catch a opp and get him gone, bitch, this ain't no sing-along
Catch a opp, put him in a song, bitch, I cannot write my wrongs
So I keep on steppin' on em, bricks, keep on throwin' up his hood
The nigga keep on reppin' on him, double O keep his weapon on him
Keep enough for several victims, how many counted, seven hit him
His fallen homies send em with em, set him up and then we pin him
Hot hollows bitch, he feel him
He should've knew better, nigga, he know dub a f*ckin' get him
He should've known better, nigga, he know double a f*ckin' villian
That's what niggas get, just for f*ckin' with denim
Everything I give out hot, bitch, I spit venom
Everything I give out hot, I turn niggas to victims
Writer: Denim Lighty
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