I Will Lyrics - Bravehearted - Bravehearts

Now when I pull out that thang 

You know what I'm a do 

You's a dead mothafucka 

Or when I catch you for dough low 

Without your whole crew 

You be walkin' through the whole hood naked 

12 Gauge behind your ear 

Your mere mortal life I'll take it 

And you know that, I will 

All my niggas is rude, all my niggas'll shoot 

Every thought with emotion, all the generals will proof 

That we get at this paper, back smack these fools 

Do whatever for the cheddar even clap that dude 

I'm even yellin', ain't no tellin', what my niggas'll do 

When we start movin' ill that's when you know it ain't cool 

It ain't safe man, this nigga watchin' my slang 

That's when he wanted to hang 

That's when he pledged to my gang 

But we don't fuck with no badges, unless they takin' the blame 

Of a 20 corpse massacre and never sayin' my name 

Blastin' you, never doin' a thang 

I never heard nothin', seen nothin' 

Anyway, my Braveheart [Incomprehensible] 

Will wet you, hit you, forget you 

Throw the cops off, that nigga Wiz is a boss 

I don't respect you, hit 'em up with A K's 

Bet you never come back, when I get you, nigga 

Now when I pull out that thang 

You know what I'm a do 

You's a dead mothafucka 

Or when I catch you for dough low 

Without your whole crew 

You be walkin' through the whole hood naked 

12 Gauge behind your ear 

Your mere mortal life I'll take it 

And you know that, I will 

Anywhere you see me standin', I make it like my block 

Your wanna call the cops 'cause my fo-five blocked 

I put you in the hospital, you picture me poppin' you 

Standin' over top of you, survival's impossible 

A miracle, my bullets be tearin' you 

Blood out your bubble bullshit, your condition be critical 

I'm invisible bangin' with my gang 

My SK with the scope, hit you long range 

And I know you don't wanna die 

I can see it in your eyes, that your life is a lie 

I'm a mastermind, always on the grind 

From Alabama to Atlanta sellin' them pies 

My homie's doin' time, comin' home spittin' rhymes 

I get a nigga a nine and a handful of dimes 

Henny no chaser, roll a dutch, not paper 

Lets get this money now nigga, never later 

Now when I pull out that thang 

You know what I'm a do 

You's a dead mothafucka 

Or when I catch you for dough low 

Without your whole crew 

You be walkin' through the whole hood naked 

12 Gauge behind your ear 

Your mere mortal life I take it 

And you know that, I will 

Now how we do with snitch? They get the street death penalty 

3 shots in tha head, tha muthafuckin' remedy 

Nigga told on the whole family, yeah son we gon get him 

Bullets is gon hit him, I don't care who with him 

So we jump in the V, now we lookin' for his crib 

Circle where he live, yo, look! There it is 

Runnin' up the steps to the bitch who snitched on my partner 

Ay yo, yo, knock on the door son 

Shot his father! 

Lettin' off some low shots, bullets barkin' and sparkin' 

We killin' anybody in the apartment 

On the getaway, gun's out joggin' to the cars 

I think that nigga Nashawn popped a little too far 

Ay yo, wiz, there goes a witness! 

Jungle handle your business, nigga 

I'ma pull up with the car with the quickness 

Fuck a courtcase, I shot him in the face 

And if the cops come, none of these bullets goin' to waste 

Now when I pull out that thang 

You know what I'm a do 

You's a dead mothafucka 

Or when I catch you for dough low 

Without your whole crew 

You be walkin' through the whole hood naked 

12 Gauge behind your ear 

Your mere mortal life I take it 

And you know that, I will