Skimask Troopaz - Change of Plans lyrics

{Verse 1: Lil Debo} Mane these n***as done f**ed up They need to pay my f**ing cheese Evil sh** is in my mind Ain't a f** about doin' jail time (?) these folks done crossed me out Making this money gone take em out Hurt his a**, drag his a** take em to f**ing cut Let him see me cut his nuts, mane they got me so f**ed up I don't wanna hear that sh** You already know I'm finna k** you b**h When I get through with yo a** watch that bang hit you boom When I get through cutting you b**h Take your body to a ditch Smell them leaking holes and sh** Homicide looking for evidence They didn't find no fingerprints Tryna put me in they clique Want me to say I did that sh** they must think I'm a big a** trick Yeah this Lil Debo, they must think I'm a b**h... They got me f**ed up {Verse 2: Lil Gin} Kicking much (?) wit my n***as in the hood Sweatin these b**hes smoking blunts it's all good Sitting on the hill (?) deep as hell Hurst village north Memphis bound where I dwell (?) down with this muthaf**ing clique Gimisum ain't taking no sh** from a b**h The hizzay (?) be doing evil sh** like Busting a cap in a busta a** trick We too thick, when we creep (?) yo mind is what you see Shotgun barrel in your face Running by the mouth I'll take you away To the hill top, as you lay Yelling out "GIMISUM" as I spray Aka that n***a Lil Gin Down to make a stang again {Verse 3: Lil Debo} My mumma sittin in the courtroom feeling sad She brought me in this world and she wish she never had A gangsta baby boy living in this f**ing streets Tryna make my ends meet Everything some sh** ain't right for me Everytime I look around a young brother's getting hara**ed By these crooked cops, ready to blast on a n***a's a** I'm tryna beat the system but them white folks tryna lock me Steady ballin, alcoholic, Lil Debo smoking... {Verse 4: Lil Gin Smoking hay wit tha AK, double Ruger, n***a what you claim? Running yo game, n***a is lame Hollow point busting meat outta your brain Talking that sh**, look at you split Gimisum family we so f**ing thick Busta a** b**h, testing this sh** Drinking some Congac I'm ready to click Having a fit, co*king my sh** Leaving you dead stankin b**h in a ditch Running your mouth, like a hoe Forty-four bullets go through yo door Hollering and screaming like a b**h Gimisum family gone k** you trick