For Certain Songtext
von BigWalkDog

Ayy
Hey
Hey
Oh, that for certain
Oh, that for certain
I know that for certain
Ayy, ayy blrrrd, ayy

Watch yo′ mouth to save his life, I know niggas died from talkin' (ha)
Draco with me, switch got thirty shots, in the set with Big Walk (boom)
Fuck your gun, you gotta shoot that bitch, he was strapped when we caught him
Don′t tuck yo' gun, put switch under your arm, bitch (blrrrd), we're slidin′ with caution (frrt)
Six hundred racks to the lawyer, Wock′ in here, beat up the case (case)
I'm on the block with a forty, them hollows eat up yo′ face (face)
That red eye fuck up a straight edge (blrrrd), equipped with a coulter and scrape (skrrt)
7.62 stuffed with them Tracie's (blrrrd), boy (blrrrd, blrrrd), don′t get chased with a Drac'
Hey, only way we even at the end, that′s if they in the coffin (that's the only way)
I was in Miami with a pole like I'm fishing, no talkin′ (get shot in yo′ face)


You can tell I got it with my AR (blrrrd), you see how I'm walkin′
Ain't no reachin′ for these Cubans, boy, that's yo′ life, it's gon' cost you
I′ma shoot this bitch like Jason Tate, think I′m playin' football
30 got a micro (blrrrd, blrrrd) in the Yo, I walked in with a forty (a forty)
He thought cuh was on the Percocet, he just popped him a Molly (a Molly)
Blackout with the bag to catch the shells, you can′t tell on nobody (the right)
I go 'Cat with the big body (blrrrd), kitty come straight out the pocket (skrrt, skrrt)
Wafi turned my collar to a lake (ice, ice, ice), busted down that all of my watches
They gon′ hit the pawn shop in the hood just to get some new choppers (blrrrd)

They gon' do everything they gotta do (blrrrd) just to get them a body (ayy)
They gon′ do whatever that it take just to catch them a murder (on God)
Choppa Gang, Fox 13 Gang, yeah, I know that you've heard of 'em
Book me for a show, you gotta know that this send shots in Suburbans
Watch how you buckin′ in traffic, big Dracos stop you from swervin′ (ha)
Let my Glock pop if I'm nervous, up this bitch and I get off
Come through my trap and I′m servin', ZaZa, that hard and that soft
Don′t trust the bitches in my hood, so I'm fuckin′ hoes in the north (north)
And I sip a eight everyday (blrrrd), I got you ten racks if I cough (Wock', Wock')

You gotta have a pistol on you daily if you run with this circle (you got to)
I might put some titties on the chop′, turn my gun to a twerker (I might)
My lil′ nigga chillin' out on bond, he got trial for a murder (on bond)
I just put some green up in the drank, I done mixed it with purple (Wock′, Wock')
Quay gon′ take the choppa to the door every time that he servin' (blrrrd)
All that nigga know is sell dope, kill, kill, murder, murder (murder, murder, murder)
All these nigga pussy than a bitch, all these niggas fertile (pussy)
If I pour one more deuce in this pop (blrrrd, blrrrd)
I′ma turn to a turtle (blrrrd, blrrrd)


Hey, hey, and I know that for certain (for certain)
Ha, ha, and I know that for certain
And I know that for certain
If I pour one more deuce in this pop, I'ma turn to a turtle