Warning

By Shy Glizzy

On Law

Released on June 6, 2012

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[Chorus]

Warning

Warning

Warning

I'm only gon' do this one time, this a warning

Warning

Warning

The city and the game is all mine, this a warning

Warning

Warning

I'm only gon' do this one time, this a warning

Warning

Warning

The city and the game is all mine


[Verse]

[?] iced out, [?] got my girl on my Jacob

Fuck a P.O., I'ma pay for smoke and papers

Electrocuting rappers, I'm the hip-hop taser

Real trap shit, I wrote this whole verse with a raiser

Yeah, Glizzy Gang [?] salute my troops

I eat my girl like serial, these niggas fruit loops

Karma is a bitch, everytime she come around, I hoola hoop

Pussy ass rappers, always talking about what they used to do

I don't eat Mcdonalds, but I got a big mac

And I don't need a mansion, I just need a big trap

Pour up something, and blow some fucking loud pack

No more fronting, the real D.C. back

Fuck the Twitter gangstas, Facebook hustlers

Glizzy killing shit, I got some ounds for you busters

Yellow diamond chain, look like I'm with some mustard

Bitch, I'm doing numbers, but this word to my mother

I'm scoring, I'm scoring, balling got boring

Posted on the corner, in a pair of Michael Jordans

Streets hottest younging, I'm blazing, I'm scortching

I ain't seen my uncle since they had him [?]

[?] studio, one way all I know

Free [?], we sipping Don Julio

Promoters booking all the fake rappers for they show

And why this good music ain't on the radio?

G's on the belt buckle, bitch, we Gucci gangstas

Everything strange 'bout us, but we int strangers

In order to compete, you must prepare yourself for danger

Boy, your bitch out, it's time to put her on a hanger

I'ma keep screaming, seem like everybody silant

Ain't no stopping vilance, it's too much dick riding

Me and my niggas wilding, all my dawgs [?]

Look your nigga in his eyes, and ask him is you riding?

I just wanna be the best, real niggas, I [?]

There's only a handful of us left, we don't do right, we might get left

Pops ain't teach me ABC's, ain't teach me how to swing no bat

Pops ain't have a chance to, lord, please let my pops rest


[Chorus]

Warning

Warning

Warning

I'm only gon' do this one time, this a warning

Warning

Warning

The city and the game is all mine, this a warning

Warning

Warning

I'm only gon' do this one time, this a warning

Warning

Warning

The city and the game is all mine