Carbon 15's, A.K.’s & Mac 11's lyrics

by

T.I.


Geyeah! Geyeah - ayyy
Get it Boyz N Da Hood n*gga, Boyz N Da Hood
Ayy, ayy

[Hook: Boyz N Da Hood]
Carbon 15's, AK's and Mac 11's
Bout to send you pus*y n*ggas on a stairway to heaven
Ayy - ye ain't no killer n*gga, ye ain't no killer boy
Ye ain't no killer n*gga, ye ain't no killer boy

[Verse One]
I took a sip and then I checked my pistol, then I hit my sack
And grabbed the phone, think I better call my sister, cause I need mo' gats
n*gga just bounced of prison and made the decision on how he gon' act
In the back of the club swoll up like the Hulk gettin bust
Steady talkin 'bout who he gon' trap
Who? Meeee? Southwest Atlanta O.G
Great with the hand like the Gingerbread Man
But I pull the four-fifth just as fast as I can

Y'all n*ggas ain't used to the pain
I don't even think y'all f*cks ain't got no gat
I don't even think y'all n*ggas ain't seen no blood
I can tell by the way y'all act
I can tell how you talk ain't 'bout no war
Tell from your chest you ain't got no heart
I can tell how you walkin, got no game
Thangs on us plus thangs in the car - yeah
Bopped and banged and popped and drained and pained and
Dropped him maimed him dead, now thank the stainless
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