Need It Lyrics

You know how im comin nigga

I aint talkin taco i got shells

And my bro throw the weight ona scale

Gotta watch all my surroundins they tryin put skoobiii to jail

Where im from i just tell they ass hell

Hop out the coupe high as shit like the baby send packs through the mail

Fuck it i take the charge and go to jail

Fifty round drum in my shit thats about fifty shots at yo eye

For them days that a nigga was hungry

I take all yo shit for my piece of the pie

Ona block ima menace the ops couldnt catch me i been ina cut like a spy

Doin the dash ona highway its my way he run up on me he gon die

And i go where i want to i aint scared nigga

I aint never really cared nigga

Nice lil bitches fat but i like em in pairs nigga

They gonna all stop and stare nigga

Diamonds on me im different baby look what i wear

She gonna open her mouth ima spray her

Ima kill em all say a prayer

I aint tlkn bout curtiss but i brought the fifty in here

I aint freestylin shit told my bro bring the paper in here

Stomp on his block like the theta in here

I been fuckin them bitch calculate the date in here

She eat me up alligator in here

And my shit automatic aint got time for switchin a gear

Paint the picture perfect so its clear

I intemidate niggas im fillin they heart up with fear

They aint drinkin lean they sippin beer

I aint listen to you its too many demons in my ear

I still tackle da work like a spear

They will kill you for free them bodies real cheap over here

Better pick up yo feet over here

And i kept it a hundred so tell me why the fuck you change

Get a rollie and flood it we switchin lanes

Give a fuck bout a budget we spend a hundred ona chain

Take the shot get a bucket you know im shootin long range

And that nigga aint gang he a stain

I aint micheal jacksonn make em beat it

I aint droppin no dime ima leave it

My forty hungry gotta feed it

Be ona block im trap cause the money i need it

Fuck a quote i dont believe it

And my vision better the dont see it

I left my soul to retrieve it

You got that bag i need it

Hop ina whip and im speedin

And his bitch ate me up she was geekin

If he move he get pluck for the reachin

I aint fuckin with bitches they leachin

Hop ina whip and we slidin and shootin and speedin

Shawty talkin to me why you speakin

We aint shootin at you for no reason

He was purpin on me now the pastor preachin Skoobiii gang

The aint kill you for nuffin nigga

All that bluffin and stuntin nigga

Only clickin a button nigga

Now my killers huntin nigga

At the show got it jumpin nigga

He was lyin he frontin nigga

Blow that bag like its nuffin nigga

You said we aint got nuffin nigga

We got sticks like we drummin nigga

The choppa have em runnin nigga

You know how im comin nigga

I aint micheal jacksonn make em beat it

I aint droppin no dime ima leave it

My forty hungry gotta feed it

Be ona block im trap cause the money i need it

Fuck a quote i dont believe it

And my vision better the dont see it

I left my soul to retrieve it

You got that bag i need it

Hop ina whip and im speedin