Who That Nigga Nat

It's not Hov, it's Nat
It's a new legend in rap, how about that
Niggas switched up the hustle, flip better than crack
Now my shit stay on the strip, it's better than smack

I don't want problems, put slugs dead in your hat
Till it ain't got nothing to sit on and I'll be back
Then make sure nigga gone cause I need facts
I'm not worried about em coming at me niggas as rats

I'm as serious as the man who put triggers to gats
Gave niggas reason to chill, made em relax
Dress em up, broads got em, no getting em back
Now you hard rocks, get to that

What's gone happen when them things start coming out and they go clap
Lead objects burning up your back
I don't fuck with you lames in this game, what I spit is like rain
Motherfucker wetting up this track, who the best at it

Fuck the rest, let your best have it
He average, shit my left arm like Vic
Had to upgrade my stats, hundred yards ain't shit
Regardless, either nigga squad or click

Think we for play on some Broadway shit
Still eating the day on that hallway shit
Till we rich on some all day shit
Till I sit in the all gray six, niggas is fucked

Yeah, that's Klein in the truck
Lining em up, one eye shut
But he seeing everything so you can press your luck
We ain't giving up till this shit is shut

And we seeing everything and we mean everything
We want it all, shit big guns better bring
And them shits better sing
They better sound like cannons when they ring

Take aim when you handling them things
Y'all niggas hear it

That nigga Nat back at it again
And I carry big guns that'll splatter your men

Type of shit that no vest can defend
Cause the shit that I spit gon' go through brick walls like they thin
I don't cave chesters in, I blow backs out
Push wigs off, tear limbs off

You niggas been soft so what's all this fronting for
You niggas act like you starting
You motherfuckers be on a bench when they come to war
Me, I'm in the trench when they come to war

30-30 up under the trench like it's 84
Fucker, what's all this face fighting for
Fucker, face off, put your face in the floor
Fucker, I put niggas in the zone

So they can stand alone
And watch how us gangsters do it
I'ma spit it like it's chrome
Fit it for your dome

Shit, I spit gangster music
Niggas lean when they hear it
Shit, gangsters use it
It's like wings for their spirit

You niggas hear it like you hearin' everything else
So you niggas compare it
If you comin' better bring help
So you niggas can share it
Go