Word Around Town

Word around town is that somebody got found

Slumped over in the dark, body stretched out on the ground

Ran 'em down wit' a hunnid rounds, we gon' gun you down

In that water, you gon' swim or drown, or you gon' make it out

Oh (You better run)

Oh (Somebody gettin' slow)

Ooh (You better run)

Oh (You in trouble now)

Heard these **** runnin' round, and they talkin' foul (Wow)

Pop up wit' them choppas out, what they talkin' 'bout? (Blaow)

We chop up they partner house, we won't talk it out

Homicide, it's been a crime scene, they gon' chalk him out

Run around, they gon' take him out, don't make a sound (Shh)

Hello, meet your maker now, we gon' chase 'em down

Gun 'em, gun 'em, gun 'em, blakka blaow, break 'em down

Hunnid round, hunnid round, hunnid round, body up under my ankles now

Ooh, they got me heated

Run up on this and your life, I'ma keep it, die for no reason

Run in that water like I'm a Marine, yeah, I'm Scuba Steve, yeah

****, don't play, got that Ruger on me, yeah, I'm finna get even

My guy got heat, now I gotta slide for this, I get it poppin'

That's murder, my young **** flippin', got kill 'em on Mafia shit

I know you heard how we rockin', we hit 'em

Then go back and kill all the opp, it's a bitch

Flip that lil' **** like bitch, it's a business

You know we're not open, we gon' drop you, lil' bitch

Word around town is that somebody got found

Slumped over in the dark, body stretched out on the ground

Ran 'em down wit' a hunnid rounds, we gon' gun you down

In that water, you gon' swim or drown, or you gon' make it out

Oh (You better run)

Oh (Somebody gettin' slow)

Ooh (You better run)

Oh (You in trouble now)

They just got the word to me, the opp in town

Hit the **** car up, watch it spin around

Hope he got a life jacket, he gon' swim or drown

In the field like I'm Chris Brown, we gon' take him down

Told my hitters keep it quiet, shh, they will not talk to nobody

No, I'm not payin' nobody, I'ma do somethin' about it

Spin around, turn out they block with a choppa

Throw away, we take the plates off the Honda

Pull up and we let the flame out the yappa

We take a mondo, he goin' under

(Gang, gang) Pull up and we let the flame out the Glocka

I'm a mama (Andale), shoot down a opp with the name of a monster

I'm Osama (Thank the Lord), won't see my face we I catch me a body

He's a goner, not playin' around, playin' around

Word around town is that somebody got found

Slumped over in the dark, body stretched out on the ground

Ran 'em down wit' a hunnid rounds, we gon' gun you down

In that water, you gon' swim or drown, or you gon' make it out

Oh (You better run)

Oh (Somebody gettin' slow)

Ooh (You better run)

Oh (You in trouble now)