No Pistols (feat. Speedknot Mobstaz)
Yea mobster, lets ride on them bitches, its time to go to war niggard you ready
Chorus- Don't want to see you wit no pistols if you isn’t ready to roll niggard ( put down that 45) don't want to see you wit no pistols if you isn’t ready to roll niggard ( got to let that 40 ride), don't want to see you wit no pistols if you isn’t ready to roll niggard( lets do a homicide) , don't want to see you wit no pistols if you isn’t ready to roll niggard( you isn’t ready to ride)
Verse 1- don't want to see you wit that four five unless you gone ride, if I say you gone ride motherfucker I get so live, but you be procrastinating I think you play wit pistols cause they fascinating, you motherfuckers ain’t gone do nothing, when you get through fronting niggas that I know already know you aint gone shot nothing, end up at the pearly gates when they test you, got a dirty face but what you know about a 38 special shit, and I know them hard words make you jump but ya heart worth when you make the moss barb pump bitch, and them shorties like a punk bitch, cause you ain’t make what you claim aint gon bump click, my pry when them bullets bumping when them shorties come and ride on em, when the pistols click clack, if you still alive will you really get the bumping if you got that 45 on you, tell them bitches get back
Chorus- don't wanna see you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready to roll nigga ( put down that 45) don't wanna see you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready to roll nigga ( gotta let that 40 ride), don't wanna see you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready 2 roll nigga( lets do a homicide) , don't wanna see you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready 2 roll nigga( you ain’t ready to ride)
Verse 2
Once a pon a time in the chi there were three real killers who bust guns and puff fi , they copped weight by the key and backed up every gram and stay ready four busting wit the pistol in they hand, I'm preaching murder like a vicious reverend about niggas who claim they shooting but neva seen three 57's, now what reason would u hold it fa put the pistol down nigga pick that weed up roll it up, twist up the lie you don't really won die, don't ya blood clot lying ya bullets don't fly, v style aim smooth like Vidal sason, I keep the smith and Weston wit me like I'm black moon, tossed through the living room stomped through the kitchen, knocked off that nigga in the bathroom shitting and pissing ,what you shaking for I taught you said you ready to ride, don't be coming wit me if you said you say you strapped because I
Chorus- don't wanna see you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready to roll nigga ( put down that 45) don't wanna see you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready to roll nigga ( gotta let that 40 ride), don't wanna see you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready to roll nigga( lets do a homicide) , don't wanna see you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready to roll nigga( you aint ready to ride)
Verse 3
I keep a P 95 nine milli ruga, you fucking wit a shooter quick to bloody ya suit up, my Aim inpecabel point like a decibel 300 foot away in a tower snipping the festival, what you know about 9's and glock 40's and 45's AR 15's wit the 5 pound slide, 30 shot clips snub noses wit the rubber grips, wicked tex would put the kiss of death on ya lovers lips, its M.O.B nigga , we quick to squeeze nigga, AK-47's making them bitches retrieve nigga, like a G nigga I make'em bleed nigga come at me wrong and I'm busting that's on my seed nigga, my poor chest is full of bullets and tec's, ski mask gloves and vets so nigga what's next nigga, its real tugging you a bitch to the bone if you aunt gone do nothing shorty leave them pistols alone
Chorus- don't wanna see you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready to roll nigga ( put down that 45) don't wana se you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready to roll nigga ( gotta let that 40 ride), don't wanna see you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready to roll nigga( lets do a homicide) , don't wanna see you wit no pistols if you ain’t ready to roll nigga( you ain’t ready to ride)