Comin' Agg Lyrics

Ah shit, I'm sick of niggas jumpin' up with choppers
Runnin' for your shit, tryin' to make another nigga stop ya
But it's on cause you up against a real nigga
I steal niggas and kill niggas, I'm the real nigga

You up against a muthaf**ka with a quick temper
I'm a born killer, in case you don't remember
I got my pistol but I got a different clip in it
Click-click, muthaf**kas, can you get with it?

You ain't the nigga that you thought you was, fool
And now I'm after that a*s on the cool
It's all about survival of the fittest
Nigga, you shouldn'ta did this

And now I gots to handle my business
I got to get your a*s up out the picture
I ain't the nigga you wanna f**k with
Muthaf**ka, I wouldn't bullshit ya

Now look at what you stuck with
The last nigga in this muthaf**kin' world
You shoulda f**ked with, I'm leavin' niggas in bodybags
You shouldn'ta f**ked with the Brad
You punk muthaf**ka, I'm comin' agg

Mr., Mr. Scarface for the nine-trey
Niggas packin' nines, f**k you, bitch, I pack an AK
Fully automatic for you hoes who wanna jack this
S.A. fool, and I'ma put you on your back, bitch

Ain't no half-steppin', I'm comin' at you rough-like
Shootin' to kill 'cause back in school I had enough fights
Whenever when I bucked my knuckles up on a nigga's head
So you can sling em all you want but I be slingin' leg

'Cuz like I said befo' I'm a muthaf**kin' dreadlock
Puttin' fools in headlocks, givin' niggas headshots
And everybody in your muthaf**kin' area
Is tryin' to scrap up some money, so they can help to bury ya

But I can give a muthaf**k about your family
Because your family ain't my f**kin' family
You shoulda thought before you stepped to tha
Nigga in black standin' right here next to ya
I'm stoppin' muthaf**kas from breathin'

Just gimme a reason and I'ma be squeezin'
The trigger of this muthaf**kin' glock
Pop-pop until you drop, from these muthaf**kin' gunshots
And leave your whole f**kin' family sad
Don't f**k with the Brad, muthaf**ka
'Cuz Brad's comin' agg

Where the cocks*ckers at, where the cocks*ckers at?
(Where they at? Where they at? There they go)
At my gat
'Cuz I'm about to heat up like a vet
Chop shit down on your set and then jet

And smash off in my soap box
'Cuz I'm down for the dirt
And muthaf**kas said it don't stop
Now which one of you hoes wanna f**k
Make your way to your truck

I wanna see the way that you jump
'Cuz by the time you get your keys
I'm lettin' loose, muthaf**ka,
Lay em down, nigga, and get these
It ain't shit for me to watch em fly

So die, muthaf**kas, die, muthaf**kas, die, die
I ain't no muthaf**kin' good guy, dog
And I don't give a good guy damn about none of y'all
I'm from the state of the muthaf**kin' gunslingers

Knockin' d**ks in the dirt with just this one finger
So get your a*s caught up in this gangsta shit
And I'ma try my best to make it stank, you bitch
Plus you comin' with that fake drag
You fallin' dead on your a*s, you muthaf**ka
I'm comin' agg