Get Whacked lyrics

[Intro: Blac Youngsta]
Robbed, killed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n*ggas got my back
Whacked, whacked, whacked, whacked, whacked
Robbed, killed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n*ggas got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie...

f*ck n*gga
Lil' n*gga, lil' n*gga
Lil' b*tch, lil' b*tch

[Hook: Blac Youngsta: & Waka Flocka]
f*ck with me, you get whacked
Robbed, killed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n*ggas got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n*ggas ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the shoulder strap
Where these pus*y n*ggas at?
Robbed, killed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n*ggas got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n*ggas ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the [?] strap
Where these pus*y n*ggas at?
[Verse 1: Blac Youngsta & Waka Flocka]
Rappers kill me with their war stories
Shot once, that's way glory
Four rings on me like Robert Horry
Never by myself cause the pistol on me
Hear these n*ggas talkin', come and take it from me
Get your brother whacked for a quarter birdie
Let 'em gun sound, let 'em gun sound
They turned down, got no buds
We're poured up, we're on drugs
I advice y'all not to f*ck with us
We shoot first, ask questions later
Pull up on 'em like, what's happenin'
Poppin' boys in the hood, I'm the big homie
Death row Suge, man, these n*ggas know us
They cross the line, n*gga

[Hook: Blac Youngsta: & Waka Flocka]
f*ck with me, you get whacked
Robbed, killed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n*ggas got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n*ggas ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the shoulder strap
Where these pus*y n*ggas at?
Robbed, killed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n*ggas got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n*ggas ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the shoulder strap
Where these pus*y n*ggas at?
[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Regular n*gga, baby mama, auntie, sister and grandmama
I'ma load them young n*ggas up right now [?]
f*ck n*gga disrespectin' me, so I pulled the gun on him
All my lil' n*ggas with it, they been killin' all Summer
Brrrll, brrrll, brrrll, brrrll
I'm a big blood, that's a fact
Now [?] three, bebop, b*tch a blood
That's the set that I rep
On the set, told my mama I wanna trap
Told my mama I wanna rap
I keep that strap, and
Any n*gga run up on me, they get whacked
I'm a CMG n*gga

[Hook: Blac Youngsta: & Waka Flocka]
f*ck with me, you get whacked
Robbed, killed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n*ggas got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n*ggas ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the shoulder strap
Where these pus*y n*ggas at?
Robbed, killed or kidnapped
Everybody runnin' with straps, that's a fact
Know my n*ggas got my back, they protect me with the Mac
Your big homie he a rat
n*ggas ridin', screamin', "blrrr, blrrr, blrrr, blrrr"
Choppa with the shoulder strap
Where these pus*y n*ggas at?