MSG Intro

By CJunior

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I run wit some steppers convicted felons and they drop outs

I came wit the smith & the Wesson I could getchu knocked off

You loafing at 7/ 11 they gon get the chock out

I came here to teach you a lesson we gon knock the block off

I been flexin in this Gucci and Prada think I could rock out

I been dancing in this bitch like passada until I clock out

I done came a long way from the windows I had to knock out

These niggas is villains u play around we get the flock out

You been fooling round wit too many niggas and we dont fuck wit

I gotta watch my back all my niggas they staying tucked wit it

You actin like a dog but my niggas kno you a pup wit it

I heard you was lookin for me but nigga then wassup wit it

Bitch

Im a truck in this

Talking all that bullshit run outta luck with it

I be moving round the city never find out where I stay

In this life that im living can't keep it up its day to day

Bitch

I’m a truck in this

I’m that nigga I’m a dawg and I can’t fuck wit

I can’t fuck wit nun these niggas uncle ruckus shit

Blowin dirty money can’t be stuck wit up

If you play wit msg we do another hit

Now when we puffin on yo pack I take another hit

I be callin my connect like where’s the other bitch

We gon soin again and again if they block exist

Aye

It’s lil dubleshift

Now they see that Cjunior been taking over the summer

And if you ask bout that nigga they tell u he doing wonders

And we done blew out these niggas still gon run up the numbers

We keep applying that pressure and we ain’t never gon let up

Tell the story about that nigga that thought he could run up

Yea you losing your live if you think you’re making a come up

And all them niggas a tell u that I would kill for my brothers

Run up on who run up on me never

Run up on Wu run up on Jay never

Run up on Kwon he gon leave u on a stretcher

Put yo goofy ass to bed you kno that nigga never get up

I been talkin all my shit so niggas kno that I’m the man

I’m jus keepin it a buck I keep it tucked it’s not gon jam

And I put that on my mans

We gon find out where u stand

If you wit the opposition we gon burn u like a tan

Now we bussin

Running outta luck we hitting something

Hop up in the trap I keep it running

Got u coughing like you need some robertusen

I’m that nigga bitch

Pull up now u runnin we gon hit u in yo shit

Keep one in the head I kno u scared u hear that click

Call up one my niggas like I think I found a lick

Yea this shit is easy but we gotta do it quick

Niggas acting scary I say they must see the killa in me

Ain't no tom and jerry we beefing I bring the heater on me

Ballin wit the birds like im Larry I got the VISA on me

I might be the hardest rapper ain't nobody realer than me

Niggas think that it’s a game until they find out we don’t play

Hitting licks stealing robbing damn itlook like GTA

And they say that they gon hit me so I’m waiting for the day

You gon turn into the victim in the game like EA

Talking all that gansta shit we jus gon send u to the gates

And if your members got a problem smoke your mans like a trey

If we pull up to the crib its In a drop top

Leatching on that corner get you wet up make the block hot

We using these shorties for set ups we get the opps shot

We connected in the streets like it’s a hot spot

If we pull up to the crib its In a drop top

Leaching on that corner get you wet up make the block hot

We using these shorties for set ups we get the opps shot

We connected in the streets like it’s a hot spot