Actin Up Lyrics

I got that cannon on my hip
damandin on your whip
100 stacks to big for ruber bands or money clips
nigga get outta line ima hit you with that 5th
oww owww them bitches tryed to get me for my shit
money in that lou duffle mally g and bigga bubbles
its a stick up bitch gimmi jewls and dnt u move a muscle
aint ready for the flossin from harlem to boston
wat you nikkas watchin owww

gtta semi for a nikka that b actin up
back it up
little trick ima re u only got a little bit
fix you with some little shit
get you little wavy up
just a sec
any rapper nikka think we nikka next
ima bless em with the tec
leave this nikka holy
sco me stay with some icy like hockey goly
smo me take me to a diva
motherfuckin stupid bitch
i dont need you netha
i dont need a sceeter
baby i got 2 of those
g3 g5's baby i done flew in those
burben got my passport
say that nikka flight rich
tri state had that cake when used to live in 5 8
boosted up the crime rate
further more
gives a fuck bout your war stories i done herd em all
word to yall
i aint goin back again
nevah that
cop the silver beam all crome with the chevy black
bet it clap
Oww

i got that cannon on my hip
damandin on your whip
100 stacks to big for ruber bands or money clips
nigga get outta line ima hit you with that 5th
oww owww them bitches tryed to get me for my shit
money in that lou duffle mally g and bigga bubbles
its a stick up bitch gimmi jewls and dnt u move a muscle
aint ready for the flossin from harlem to boston
wat you nikkas watchin owww

(Thanks to bronnie for these lyrics)