No Hesitation by TG Crippy Lyrics
[Intro: Konshens & Kenzo Balla]
(No hesitation, I'm coming, I'm coming for you)
(No hesitation, I'm coming, I'm coming for you)
(When the gyal dem want it, give dem)
Every opp shot, everything dead
Graah, graah
[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
No hesitation, get to sprayin'
We gon' leave a nigga where he layin'
Back out the chops if niggas think I'm playin'
Send shots to his face and rearrange em'
If it's lit, make a move
TG be clickin' buggin' with the tool
Bharlie B gon' sweep him with the broom
Ray B pull up, clear the whole room
Niggas ain't flockin' they just dissin'
When I'm flockin' I ain't missin'
See him and drop him, leave him finished
Get up on em we can't leave a witness
BNB full of bottles and bitches
When we step in the spot it wicked
Spin the gates got em hoppin' them fences
I'ma ball them niggas on the benches
She acting bad or she tryna neaky
Told her only if he love Gzly
She like Kenzo got her moving sleazy
And we ain't stopping 'til we catch a BD
I know all these niggas wanna be me
Nigga mad cause his bitch wanna eat me
She in the spot I got her movin treeshy
I'ma up it and aim for his beanie
Who that bro back out knocks
Everything dead if you jackin' the opps
Still sippin' wock, mackin' with the wock
Niggas know this shit it'll never stop
Fuck Lil bookie we smoking his pops
When we spin we got him ducking shots
New opps linking up with other opps
So we spinnin' through a couple blocks
Dropping the Jets when I spin through they strip
If I spot Say Drilly hit him in his shit
[?] dumpin' this shit got a kick
One false move and we dumpin' the clip
Better run cause it's tuck on my hip
Up but they running I hope niggas trip
It get lit when I spin with my grips
We gon' get up close and get him spliffed
Step in the spot all these bitches gon' shake it
I'ma Makk, I'ma get it and take it
Run down boom at niggas in they faces
Lil' niggas better tie they laces
Cause my niggas coming to ball out
I been flockin tryna take em all out
30 clip on me I hope it don't fall out
Free all my demons need to let my dawgs out
[Verse 2: TG Crippy]
Move tact with the sitchy
The opps on my dick I already know them niggas hate me
I could never go out like KD, died on his block niggas saw it in HD
Free West, free A1, I know they can't wait 'til that day come
Opp niggas dyin' I think this the 8th one
We gon' slide through the 8 with like 8 guns
Where Yus, where Nesty tryna send them niggas with they bestie
Got a thot her name Lexi, I'ma flock while she driving the renty
All I need is a perk and I'm deady
So I'm only gon' fuck if she let me
Pour a 6 and the duece get heavy
I never be lackin' I'm toting on becky
It get messy, If I spot me a Vato I swear I'ma click 'til it's empty
Oh it's 8ths to the gates
Niggas linkin' they thinkin' they safe
I'm 5th to the Sev and I'm big DOA
Niggas always politicking on my name, like what
What you did for your gang, niggas told me you put in no pain
You walk with a gun but never let it flame
Dubski punchin' bussin' my brain
Mexy, Gucci, Mexican pain
Like none of my opps did a thing
Suck my dick I'm every O shot
TG this, TG that TG the reason your mans got clapped
Please stop saying my name in yall tracks
This for reaction niggas to react
Everything is facts, I dont got to cap
Eddy got striped now we know thats a fact
Danny made a track thats what made me mad
Rah Rah got left in a cab
Yus Gz got hit in his chest
Dami and LV got in his neck
Like what how yall smoking my dead
Niggas is pussy and thats on set
I'm always outside I ain't see niggas yet
You run into me nigga everything dead
Oh you thought I forget what you said
Talkin' 'bout how you smokin' my dead
Talkin' 'bout you gon' take off my head
Smoking on Rah how they left him, dead
I'm just glad they hit in the head, grrah
[Outro: Kenzo Balla]
Graah, graah, graah boom
Every opp shot, everything dead
Like big DOA
(No hesitation, I'm coming, I'm coming for you)
(No hesitation, I'm coming, I'm coming for you)
(When the gyal dem want it, give dem)
Every opp shot, everything dead
Graah, graah
[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
No hesitation, get to sprayin'
We gon' leave a nigga where he layin'
Back out the chops if niggas think I'm playin'
Send shots to his face and rearrange em'
If it's lit, make a move
TG be clickin' buggin' with the tool
Bharlie B gon' sweep him with the broom
Ray B pull up, clear the whole room
Niggas ain't flockin' they just dissin'
When I'm flockin' I ain't missin'
See him and drop him, leave him finished
Get up on em we can't leave a witness
BNB full of bottles and bitches
When we step in the spot it wicked
Spin the gates got em hoppin' them fences
I'ma ball them niggas on the benches
She acting bad or she tryna neaky
Told her only if he love Gzly
She like Kenzo got her moving sleazy
And we ain't stopping 'til we catch a BD
I know all these niggas wanna be me
Nigga mad cause his bitch wanna eat me
She in the spot I got her movin treeshy
I'ma up it and aim for his beanie
Who that bro back out knocks
Everything dead if you jackin' the opps
Still sippin' wock, mackin' with the wock
Niggas know this shit it'll never stop
Fuck Lil bookie we smoking his pops
When we spin we got him ducking shots
New opps linking up with other opps
So we spinnin' through a couple blocks
Dropping the Jets when I spin through they strip
If I spot Say Drilly hit him in his shit
[?] dumpin' this shit got a kick
One false move and we dumpin' the clip
Better run cause it's tuck on my hip
Up but they running I hope niggas trip
It get lit when I spin with my grips
We gon' get up close and get him spliffed
Step in the spot all these bitches gon' shake it
I'ma Makk, I'ma get it and take it
Run down boom at niggas in they faces
Lil' niggas better tie they laces
Cause my niggas coming to ball out
I been flockin tryna take em all out
30 clip on me I hope it don't fall out
Free all my demons need to let my dawgs out
[Verse 2: TG Crippy]
Move tact with the sitchy
The opps on my dick I already know them niggas hate me
I could never go out like KD, died on his block niggas saw it in HD
Free West, free A1, I know they can't wait 'til that day come
Opp niggas dyin' I think this the 8th one
We gon' slide through the 8 with like 8 guns
Where Yus, where Nesty tryna send them niggas with they bestie
Got a thot her name Lexi, I'ma flock while she driving the renty
All I need is a perk and I'm deady
So I'm only gon' fuck if she let me
Pour a 6 and the duece get heavy
I never be lackin' I'm toting on becky
It get messy, If I spot me a Vato I swear I'ma click 'til it's empty
Oh it's 8ths to the gates
Niggas linkin' they thinkin' they safe
I'm 5th to the Sev and I'm big DOA
Niggas always politicking on my name, like what
What you did for your gang, niggas told me you put in no pain
You walk with a gun but never let it flame
Dubski punchin' bussin' my brain
Mexy, Gucci, Mexican pain
Like none of my opps did a thing
Suck my dick I'm every O shot
TG this, TG that TG the reason your mans got clapped
Please stop saying my name in yall tracks
This for reaction niggas to react
Everything is facts, I dont got to cap
Eddy got striped now we know thats a fact
Danny made a track thats what made me mad
Rah Rah got left in a cab
Yus Gz got hit in his chest
Dami and LV got in his neck
Like what how yall smoking my dead
Niggas is pussy and thats on set
I'm always outside I ain't see niggas yet
You run into me nigga everything dead
Oh you thought I forget what you said
Talkin' 'bout how you smokin' my dead
Talkin' 'bout you gon' take off my head
Smoking on Rah how they left him, dead
I'm just glad they hit in the head, grrah
[Outro: Kenzo Balla]
Graah, graah, graah boom
Every opp shot, everything dead
Like big DOA