No Cap by M0 BANDZ Lyrics
Lotta y’all niggas
Really cap in y’all raps
How you really active ?
You got stripped for yo strap
You niggas ain’t bout it
Just be talkin no facts
I really push up by myself
That’s No Cap
I used to be outside
Wit my cousin on the block nigga
Now we getting chedda
& we chasing down opp niggas
Tryna find a bitch
That’s gone stuff & go hoe for me
It don’t make no sense
How you want smoke, But got no money?
Niggas on the net, talking crazy
I don’t know buddy
Bitch I’m her feelings
But she still gone get that doe for me
Bout to get to trippin
Niggas floppin wit the loose lips
Niggas see me in public
& still ain’t do shit
Lay a nigga down wit these chops
We ain’t playin wit em
Got his momma crying
She like, “Why they put them kadas to em”
Never told, I been solid
Never switched up
Niggas want beef
But they saying keep the sticks up
Why the fuck
We fighting wit a nigga
Two 45s wit them drums
Drop 90 on a nigga
That’s yo brotha
Got em sleeping, pick yo mans up
Niggas purpin
They ain’t tryna get they bandz up
When I see niggas
They know what its gone be nigga
Pull up
& drop 26 On them weak niggas
Came from the jungle
Got them apes in yo trees nigga
Politicing wit suckaz
Gone have you laying in the streets wit em
Pop out lil nigga
Getting tired of you hiding from us
Gang took his chain
Now that nigga got to buy it From us
I know the bouncer
He gone let me sneak the Ruger in
My bitch got some rules
But it’s nun she wouldn’t do for 10
Up this wop for the cheese
These niggas plotting in these streets
Strip a nigga out that pack
Then I split it wit the team
Need a plug on the Glocks
New ops wanna beef
Drop this chop & stab off
Before the cops hit the scene
Knocking on his door
Like nigga come Outside
Fuck the ops & his fam
Niggas know we sliding
Everybody gotta die
Cuz they took one of mine
Fuck Suckaz, boy
I’m tryna send em to the other side
Niggas hit my crib
So ima leave em on the porch
I been fucking wit them hustlas
They been hanging in the norf
If it’s beef
You gone find yo mans laying in the dirt
Talking crazy
That’s gone be the main thang to get you hurt
We really pullin up
They gone chalk em & bring the tape out
I ain’t worried out the ops
But I see em, he getting chased down
We treway, anybody disrespect
We putting feet on em
It’s gametime in the field
Get yo cleats, we gone sneak on em
I be fucking wit the lettuce
& the beef blud
Got niggas nervous
Cuz I’m steppin wit the heats up
I be thuggin in the trenches
Wit them gang members
We really rocking, you ain’t solid
You can hang wit us
Nigga talkin out his neck
We gone snap it then
I can show you all the ropes
So you can stack a 10
Bare face on that late night
Tryna whack his mans
If I’m feeling like I missed
I double back again
I’m really sleaze
First to hop out them vans on niggas
You less than 50 yard, Oou
This a real jam Lil nigga
Beat his whip up
Like I got problems wit it
I be fucking wit them killers
& them robbers nigga
Choppa in the bag
To put a sucka on they back
Im so focused on 100
Got me snoopin through yo stash
This that skit music
We sliding on ops & flip whips to it
His addy in the chat
I’m the first nigga to get to him
Lotta y’all niggas
Really cap in y’all raps
How you really active ?
You got stripped for yo strap
You niggas ain’t bout it
Just be talkin no facts
I really push up by myself
That’s No Cap
Really cap in y’all raps
How you really active ?
You got stripped for yo strap
You niggas ain’t bout it
Just be talkin no facts
I really push up by myself
That’s No Cap
I used to be outside
Wit my cousin on the block nigga
Now we getting chedda
& we chasing down opp niggas
Tryna find a bitch
That’s gone stuff & go hoe for me
It don’t make no sense
How you want smoke, But got no money?
Niggas on the net, talking crazy
I don’t know buddy
Bitch I’m her feelings
But she still gone get that doe for me
Bout to get to trippin
Niggas floppin wit the loose lips
Niggas see me in public
& still ain’t do shit
Lay a nigga down wit these chops
We ain’t playin wit em
Got his momma crying
She like, “Why they put them kadas to em”
Never told, I been solid
Never switched up
Niggas want beef
But they saying keep the sticks up
Why the fuck
We fighting wit a nigga
Two 45s wit them drums
Drop 90 on a nigga
That’s yo brotha
Got em sleeping, pick yo mans up
Niggas purpin
They ain’t tryna get they bandz up
When I see niggas
They know what its gone be nigga
Pull up
& drop 26 On them weak niggas
Came from the jungle
Got them apes in yo trees nigga
Politicing wit suckaz
Gone have you laying in the streets wit em
Pop out lil nigga
Getting tired of you hiding from us
Gang took his chain
Now that nigga got to buy it From us
I know the bouncer
He gone let me sneak the Ruger in
My bitch got some rules
But it’s nun she wouldn’t do for 10
Up this wop for the cheese
These niggas plotting in these streets
Strip a nigga out that pack
Then I split it wit the team
Need a plug on the Glocks
New ops wanna beef
Drop this chop & stab off
Before the cops hit the scene
Knocking on his door
Like nigga come Outside
Fuck the ops & his fam
Niggas know we sliding
Everybody gotta die
Cuz they took one of mine
Fuck Suckaz, boy
I’m tryna send em to the other side
Niggas hit my crib
So ima leave em on the porch
I been fucking wit them hustlas
They been hanging in the norf
If it’s beef
You gone find yo mans laying in the dirt
Talking crazy
That’s gone be the main thang to get you hurt
We really pullin up
They gone chalk em & bring the tape out
I ain’t worried out the ops
But I see em, he getting chased down
We treway, anybody disrespect
We putting feet on em
It’s gametime in the field
Get yo cleats, we gone sneak on em
I be fucking wit the lettuce
& the beef blud
Got niggas nervous
Cuz I’m steppin wit the heats up
I be thuggin in the trenches
Wit them gang members
We really rocking, you ain’t solid
You can hang wit us
Nigga talkin out his neck
We gone snap it then
I can show you all the ropes
So you can stack a 10
Bare face on that late night
Tryna whack his mans
If I’m feeling like I missed
I double back again
I’m really sleaze
First to hop out them vans on niggas
You less than 50 yard, Oou
This a real jam Lil nigga
Beat his whip up
Like I got problems wit it
I be fucking wit them killers
& them robbers nigga
Choppa in the bag
To put a sucka on they back
Im so focused on 100
Got me snoopin through yo stash
This that skit music
We sliding on ops & flip whips to it
His addy in the chat
I’m the first nigga to get to him
Lotta y’all niggas
Really cap in y’all raps
How you really active ?
You got stripped for yo strap
You niggas ain’t bout it
Just be talkin no facts
I really push up by myself
That’s No Cap