Liu Kang lyrics

[Intro]
Damn, Oughby
Yeah, you already know what goin' on, man
n*gga, play with this sh*t, man, you gon' lose man
Yeah, man, first round, [?]
Yeah, the one, the first, yeah
Grra, Draco
Yeah

[Chorus]
Young n*gga [?]
[?] n*gga, watch dope swang
In the trap and I'm sellin' cocaine
Two pistol on my hip, I'm Max Payne
f*ckin' this b*tch, I don't even know her name
Jockies be all at my door, they be goin' insane
Like, "Draco, you know that we needin' the dope, you know why we came"

[Verse]
It don't really matter if he tough
He ain't exempt to the kick, [?]
I walk in, I'm makin' it rain, made a blue flame
Kick [?] n*gga, like Liu Kang
Big cash'll all tie 'em up like shoe strangs
n*ggas they really be cappin', they ain't 'bout that action
That cash in the envelope
Me and my n*ggas be ballin' like Spartan
I'm still on my n*ggas, I really be out in the trenches
Big Draco, I blow that Glock like a whistle
If you ain't bustin', [?]
[?] Glock
These n*ggas be green in a pickle
I done took off like a missle
I'm really official, I really bare down with that pistol
My back, my back not get against the wall
I'ma shoot my way up out this b*tch, you know I'm official
Big Draco, he rose outta concrete
[?] in the trap, I walk in one beat
I catch me an opp and I turn on the lunch meat
I'm in the studio, tell 'em to punch me
I need a pack like Paci Ow
Brought that .57 on me, you know I came bared down
b*tchin' on opps, better share my bag 'round
If you drop on an opp, know I'm spinnin', I'm spinnin' back 'round
Try to spin on the game, why bother?
Bustin' that Glock since a toddler
I got that aim from my father
Big Draco, he put his wrist in the water (No cap)
Fifty-five thousand, I spend it on Carti'
I catch an opp in the club, we gon' shoot
Big Draco, [?]
She pop a Perc then she go retarded
[Interlude]
Hold on, hold on, hold on, man
Y'all none of those n*ggas ain't f*ckin' wit' me, man
You know a n*gga play, you already know what gon' happen
Nah, really, hold on, I'm really tryna get outta those packs
So you know what I'm sayin'? It's really a lotta sh*t goin' on
I can't slow nothin' down

[Chorus]
Young n*gga [?]
[?]
In the trap and I'm sellin' cocaine
Two pistol on my hip, I'm Max Payne
f*ckin' this b*tch, I don't even know her name
Jockies be all at my door, they be goin' insane
Like, "Draco, you know that we needin' the dope, you know why we came"