King Von — Problems

[Intro] Aight this round 2 right here Or you could say 2.5 But this that GetBackGang shit For real [Verse 1] Now who tryna fuck around Fuck with us and get fucked around Headshots if you ducking down Then we shoot at the fuckin' ground See, folks gon' be killing shit Wipe the target and the witnesses We don't believe in no half done We start somethin' then we finish it If it's beef then we gotta cook it Killin' niggas a hobby to me I got shorties, that's loyal, them boy catching bodies for me [Chorus] See niggas be flauging Like they want some problems But that ain't no problem My niggas they starving Them niggas they monsters Wit' the glizzies they monsters You acting retarded Them pistols be sparkin' (They do) Ain't talking revolvers Spot 'em I got 'em ( I got 'em) I gotta problem, I solve it I take 'em out like the garbage See they catchin' bodies for me, me (They is) They catchin' bodies for me, me (My kids) They catchin' bodies for me me (My soul) Do not get bodied for me (Bitch) [Verse 2] Bitch all I know is the hard way (For real) Any action we part take (We do) Well protected like All State (for real) We got choppas like Harley (We do) Might shoot up the party Then we chillin' in hallways Hit that nigga in the back of his head Leave his dreads like a bald fade Shots fired niggas panickin' Bodies droppin, niggas scrambling (Get outta there) Leave em stiff like a manikin No need for an ambulance (Aaahhh) Free Zoo, we all gorillas (For real) We be shootin' at all the killers (We do) And my killas we all familiar (They is) You get killed if you not familiar Out the way when we come through (Move) Still in the way, then we slump you Hockey sticks and the drums too Choppa sound like a drum too All I know is murk niggas We be coming like the purge nigga Tweak in the streets then yo ass get left on the curb nigga (Fuck you thought) [Chorus] See niggas be flauding Like they want some problems But that ain't no problem My niggas they starving Them niggas they monsters Wit' the glizzies they monsters You acting retarded Them pistols be sparkin' Ain't talking revolvers Spot 'em I got 'em ( I got 'em) I gotta problem, I solve it I take 'em out like the garbage See they catchin' bodies for me, me They catchin' bodies for me, me They catchin' bodies for me me Do not get bodied for me [Outro] Do or die, do or die nigga Who gon ride, who got ride nigga Tell the truth, don't lie nigga Homicide at your side nigga Reading you them lines nigga You better lie nigga 'Cause if they trick, You gon die nigga For real, for real Shoot to kill For real, for real