Etched Out Lyrics

..."What the fuck are you lookin' at!?"

(Chorus)

Which one of ya'll wanna get etched out in chalk

Better watch how you talk when you talk the talk

Better watch how you grip when representing your shit

You ain't seeing none of my clique

That's for life bitch

And that's for life bitch!

(And that's for life bitch)

And that's for life bitch!

(And that'd for life bitch)

Better watch how you grip when representing your shit

You ain't seeing none of my clique

That's for life bitch

(Blaze)

So know I show up with a shotgun, enough shells to blow holes in err'thing

Bloody up the walls, the windows, and the curtains

I'm for certain, this sucker right here

Gonna die like a bitch motherfucka right here

Get that ass chalked up, I'ma trace you

Pull out the twelve gauge pencil, and erase you

It takes two to tango, so I brought four

And in the glove box, shotgun shells galore

I came for war, and leaving with a piece of your head

So I can look at it, when thinking about that shit that you said

(Chorus)

Which one of ya'll wanna get etched out in chalk

Better watch how you talk when you talk the talk

Better watch how you grip when representing your shit

You ain't seeing none of my clique

That's for life bitch

And that's for life bitch!

(And that's for life bitch)

And that's for life bitch!

(And that'd for life bitch)

Better watch how you grip when representing your shit

You ain't seeing none of my clique

That's for life bitch

I might send you where the bitch motherfuckas, go when they die

Fresh out the belt line, with the chrome 4-5

Better get to an exit, that vest ain't going helpBlaze ya Dead Homie - Etched Out - http://motolyrics.com/blaze-ya-dead-homie/etched-out-lyrics.html

Dump the whole clip, make sure my presence is felt

Drive-by! and I ain't got to be in the car

I do a drive-by, on a Haro wit no handlebars

I do a walk-by, blasting at you out of the blue

And what a bitch motherfucka like you gonna do?

(Chorus)

Which one of ya'll wanna get etched out in chalk

Better watch how you talk when you talk the talk

Better watch how you grip when representing your shit

You ain't seeing none of my clique

That's for life bitch

And that's for life bitch!

(And that's for life bitch)

And that's for life bitch!

(And that'd for life bitch)

Better watch how you grip when representing your shit

You ain't seeing none of my clique

That's for life bitch

Now if I unload the heater, I'ma reload the heater

And make sure to splatter blood on your khakis and wife beater

Ya'll bitches ain't leavin' alive

When you cross me, you cross the chalk line

Now prepare to die

People is bleeding, bitches is screaming

Suckers running into cars, and driving away speeding

I'm in the backpocket looking for chalk to trace

The ones who can't walk dead, are trying to crawl away

(Chorus)

Which one of ya'll wanna get etched out in chalk

Better watch how you talk when you talk the talk

Better watch how you grip when representing your shit

You ain't seeing none of my clique

That's for life bitch

And that's for life bitch!

(And that's for life bitch)

And that's for life bitch!

(And that'd for life bitch)

Better watch how you grip when representing your shit

You ain't seeing none of my clique

That's for life bitch