Hunxho On Point Or Not Lyrics

[Intro]
(That's that gas, that global high)
Who want beef, like who want war? p*ssy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I been tryna dish it out, f*ck nigga dissing 'bout it
Soon as I see him, send him bye, like boy, it ain't no hi
Why the hell you in the streets? I know you scared to die
I know you scared to dive inside that water, test it out, yeah
Yeah, I'm sorry mama, yeah, I know I stress you out, yeah
I don't ride with homie, I don't know if he'll tell or not
This Call of Duty, I been blowing up like juggernaut
Who want war? Like point 'em out, who is you? On point or not

[Verse]
Catch him on his block, I tootsie roll him up
Ever since I tried to rap, I swear that I been going up, oh Lord
And got up out the streets, they turned a robber to a poеt
Nigga tried to rob young Xhosen, now ask what happenеd to the boy
These boys been stepping on that shit, and they been dancing on that boy
I brought my weapon in this bitch, don't even check me at the club
I been taking niggas down so I ain't never had a plug
And you better not drop a diss, can't wait to take a nigga up
Yeah, I'll be outside, like who want smoke?
He died for speaking on the bro
And This bitch bad as hell, I might go f*ck this bitch without the trojan
Spit it raw, I don't need no trojan
Nigga p*ssy cat, Doja
I don't f*ck with rapper or the preacher in this bitch, I'm holy
Cartier my wrist, it's stolen
Send him up for speaking on me
Dissing who? Know we been on it
We gon' shoot but he ain't posing
Put a whole M up for my son, that shit just for Xhosen
This shit crazy, before he was born, that young nigga GOATed Hell yeah, this coupe look like Batman
Make him disappear, I do that boy just like Sandman
I been staying away from features, shit, don't f*ck with Sandman
Yeah, if I go hit his block, I'm in a Pontiac Grand Am damn, damn
Yeah, who want beef? I don't f*ck with the ham, damn, damn
Yeah, choppa beat like I'm in the f*cking band, man
I just hit yo ho, she all at home, I call it grand slam
f*ck it, get out there and hop in cars, the stolen new McLaren
Yeah, know the opps be having guns, but them niggas be sharing
Caught the boy down bad, he seen my face and then he ran
Dog gon' step on shit for what? Nigga, just because he can
Free my dog, free lil' Kell and free El Floppo out that can
Heard lil' Jon had just got out, so how did he go back again?
And soon as i had got paid, I sent my lawyer twenty grand
I was begging, I was pleading, asking for a second chance
These boys sheisty, they slimy, these boys Dirty Dan

[Interlude]
(That's that gas, that global high)
These boys Dirty Dan
Pontiac Grand Am, yeah
Spin just because he can (On god)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I been tryna dish it out, f*ck nigga dissing 'bout it
Soon as I see him, send him bye, like boy, it ain't no hi
Why the hell you in the streets? I know you scared to die
I know you scared to dive inside that water, test it out, yeah
Yeah, I'm sorry mama, yeah, I know I stress you out, yeah
I don't ride with homie, I don't know if he'll tell or not
This Call of Duty, I been blowing up like juggernaut
Who want war? Like point 'em out, who is you? On point or not

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