Problems lyrics - King Von

Aight this round 2 right here
Or you could say 2.5
But this that Get Back Gang
Ya feel me

Now who tryna fuck around
Fuck with us and get fucked around
Head shots if you ducking down
Then we shoot at the fucking ground
See folks gon' be killing shit
Wipe the target and the witnesses
We don't believe in no half done
We start sum then we finish it
If it's beef then we gotta cook it
Killing niggas a hobby to me
I got shortie, that's loyal, them boy catching bodies for me

See niggas be flodging
Like they want some problems
But that ain't no problem
My niggas they starving
Them niggas they monsters
With the glizzies they marksmans
You acting retarded
Them pistols be sparking (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 catching bodies for me me (they is)
They catching bodies for me me (my kids)
They catching bodies for me me (my soul)
Do not get bodied for me (Bitch!)

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 choppers like Harley (we do)
Might shoot up the party
Then we chilling in hallways
Hit that nigga in the back of his head
Leave his dreads like a bald fade
Shots fired niggas panicking
Bodies dropping, niggas scrambling (get outta there)
Leave 'em stiff like a manikin
No need for an ambulance (Aah)
Free Zoo, we all gorillas (For real)
We be shooting at all the killers (we do)
And my killers 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
Chopper 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)

See niggas be flodging
Like they want some problems
But that ain't no problem
My niggas they starving
Them niggas they monsters
With the glizzies they monsters
You acting retarded (for real)
Them pistols be sparking (get killed)
Ain't talking revolvers
Spot 'em I got 'em
I gotta problem I solve it
I take 'em out like the garbage

See they catching bodies for me, me (they is)
They catching bodies for me, me (they is)
They catching bodies for me, me (my shorties)
They catching bodies for me, me (my kids)
Do not get bodied for me, me
Do not get bodied for me, me (please, for real)
Do not get bodied for me (please)
'Cause they catching bodies for me (they is)

Do or die, do or die nigga
Who gon' ride, who gon' 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

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