News! lyrics

(Go dummy Kyle)
(Palace, what you cookin?)
[Chorus]
Home invasion, in a day I see my face on the news
I done payed all my dues cause I'm refusing to lose
Hit that boy with that Baretta knocked him right out his shoes
How that sh*t make the news but they still ain't find no clues
When there's snakes where you lay you better turn off the rules
Take the stand, on my right hand, man I refuse
26, Taliban, don't trust no man, trust my Uzi
Better get your head on straight before you f*ck round and lose it

[VERSE 1]
This hammer on me, it extended, I got 2 clips
I eat beef, I took my choppa out to Ruth-Chris
Before this rappin, trappin sh*t, I was pullin tricks
Ass popped, one night hit two licks
The opps tried to hit at me, but they f*ckin missed
Thank god I had that ruga on me, squeezed the whole clip
Ain't got no daimonds, but my AR got a coolin kit
And if they send me, f*ck you think, I'ma do this sh*t
And if I send em f*ck you think, they gone do the sh*t
Zombie land, taliban, lil n*gga who widdit
I swear the drac home run, b*tch I'm too legit
He use the drugs to calm him down cause he been loosin' it
I laid him down for ten racks, and then I blew the sh*t
I cashed out, three bands I get these then I blew the sh*t
Got sixteen ounces in the mail, then they flew the sh*t
They askin bout that body, ain't got nun' to do with it
[Chorus]
Home invasion, in a day I see my face on the news
I done payed all my dues cause I'm refusing to lose
Hit that boy with that Baretta knocked him right out his shoes
How that sh*t make the news but they still ain't find no clues
When there's snakes where you lay you better turn off the rules
Take the stand, on my right hand, man I refuse
26, Taliban, don't trust no man, trust my Uzi
Better get your head on straight before you f*ck round and lose it

[VERSE 2]
Killed your mans, and you ain't spin, what the f*ck is you doin
Love my b*tch but I can't trust her cause these b*tches be choosin
Beat the block with that gate rock, I'm so abusin
You got snakes in your game room that's the reason you loosin'
Got a choppa in my lap that's the reason I'm cruisin
You got opps, but you lackin, what the f*ck is you doin
What the f*ck is you doin, you ain't really whackin' sh*t
What the f*ck is you foolin'

[Chorus]
Home invasion, in a day I see my face on the news
I done payed all my dues cause I'm refusing to lose
Hit that boy with that Baretta knocked him right out his shoes
How that sh*t make the news but they still ain't find no clues