Mouth Write a Check(Explicit) - Frayser Boy

Mouth Write A Check - Project Pat
Don't let your mouth write
A check that that a** can't cash
Don't let that finger pull
The trigger and that a** get blast
Don't let them n**gas pump
Your nuts and now you thinking you bad
Don't let me run up on yo a**
And you end up in the past
I know this n**ga and he always
Be talking that bullsh*t
But little do he know he gon
Suffer a wig split
Like f**king with the realest
The illest will f**king kill him
A straight up headbuster and
Also a real n**ga
There's gon be consequences
So n**gas just run in here
I'm unloading the tone
And popping an extra clip
A b**ch n**ga talking is something
I can't stand
Or every last will pick up
The mess that's gonna land
The I've in his arm the bullets
Up in his chest
His shop about to close
He shoulda had on a vest
Don't f**k with me n**ga
That's something I have to stress
Keep talking sh*t boy your
Gonna end up with one less
I'm out the Bay n**ga
That's something you gonna respect
And stay out of my business
Before you feel the Tech
Don't give a sh*t 'bout you
I treat you like my h**
Gon wake up one night and
I'm kicking up in your door h**
Don't let your mouth write
A check that that a** can't cash
Don't let that finger pull
The trigger and that a** get blast
Don't let them n**gas pump
Your nuts and now you thinking you bad
Don't let me run up on yo a**
And you end up in the past
Don't let your mouth write
A check that that a** can't cash
Don't let that finger pull
The trigger and that a** get blast
Don't let them n**gas pump
Your nuts and now you thinking you bad
Don't let me run up on yo a**
And you end up in the past
When I buck 'em touch 'em
F**k 'em now you clutching laying down
Got you ducking muthaf**ker turn
That smile to a frown
I will pop 'em drop 'em
Bullets launching resting
All up in your chest
I'm guessing letting
Bullets wet ya
Shoulda been drenched down
In vest h** that's fasho
I'm most definitely bringing
Pain to you n**gas
Like some b**ches when
I step up in this thang
All you n**gas do is gossip
Like some lil' hoes
You might as well go down
To the Shake Junt and slide down poles
Now you running while I'm gunning
Stomping hoping to get
Close to some shelter
Better catch up with some
Polices hope that they can help ya
Help to you just better
Get some younger quick and fast
I'm holding the match and
Your body's drenching down with gas
Got the tone to ya head yo
Life flashing right front your eyes
Blow yo a** off
Me and Project Pat toting
Gats we do this for sport
Have you made lights camera
Action on the news report
Don't let your mouth write
A check that that a** can't cash
Don't let that finger pull
The trigger and that a** get blast
Don't let them n**gas pump
Your nuts and now you thinking you bad
Don't let me run up on yo a**
And you end up in the past
Don't let your mouth write
A check that that a** can't cash
Don't let that finger pull
The trigger and that a** get blast
Don't let them n**gas pump
Your nuts and now you thinking you bad
Don't let me run up on yo a**
And you end up in the past
Now f**k this godd**n talking
Make you b**ches bring the pain
Catch yo h** a** walking stick
A tone to ya brain
You insane if ya think
I'ma still let ya breathe
I got Anna on my chest with
Some tricks up my sleeve
I'ma blast on ya h** give
A d**n who was looking
Blow the top off your skull
Then your life has been tooken
You was cooking up a scheme
Tryna put me in the beam
But the jokes on you jack
Slapped his a** with the gat
Beat 'em down to the pavement
Squealing like a pig
My n**ga I don't save 'em beat 'em
Like a b**ch
Ain't nobody tryna help ya what they finna do
Hollow lead's gonna melt up you and your crew
Superman stick your chest out
And watch this 38 slug blow your back out
'Bout to bust on you boys
Shoot you till you dead
I love playing with them toys
Pocket full of lead
And need this gay