Can’t You See (Freestyle) lyrics

When I creep through
n*ggas is see through
Just like negligee
Ain't no talkin cause there ain't much that the dead can say
Long as I'm walking I be strappin my dogs
Rackin the hogs
Desert Eagle packin the morgues
Metal slabs with yellow tags on toes it's
What happens to those that
Chose to be foes and
I bet his man knows
But yo, we only get stronger
And the amount of time we're facing is only gettin longer
Get the mayor on the horn!
It's time for sh*t to go down
Strapped for the show down
Wet up yo crib, kick the door down
Know you schemin' so I gots to get you first
Put you right up in a brand new hearse
Could be worse
Shoulda seen what I gave this n*gga
Two vests couldn't save this n*gga
The way I laid this n*gga
Played this n*gga
But that's what I'm good at
Layin n*ggas out in fightin' pits and f*ckin' hoodrats
Where's my f*ckin' hood at?
I flip on n*ggas like snitches
Whip on n*ggas like b*tches
Stick more n*ggas in ditches
They ain't found half the bodies that a n*gga caught
Or should I say a n*gga bought
Cause ain't nothing like getting' paid for, a n*gga sport
Killed for what a n*gga thought
But that's just how sh*t be
I know that one day they gon' try that sh*t wit me
But just as long as I'm on top of sh*t
I ain't stoppin sh*t
And ain't a motherf*cker droppin' sh*t
Sat shorty down and told him how much his peeps missed him
Boom, one shot through his respiratory system
Kissed him good night, put him to bed
Put four mo to the head, so he know he understood what I said
Red was all over the place, it didn't look good
But I did what a crook would, searched the crib and took goods
And every night it's the stress
That makes me put another n*gga to rest
Make another n*gga a mess