Song Lyrics

Yo (B-Eazy, that's my slime)

Yeah, these days, niggas like to cap a lot (cap a lot)
Bandana wrapped around the Glock, I call it 'Pac (call it 'Pac)
Yeah, yeah, take the murder rate and push it up a notch
Yeah, yeah, dissing in them songs what got your brother shot

Yeah, I got a gangsta' bitch, I make her f*ck the opps (yeah, yeah)
'Cause when she fucking on her, she gon' send the drop (yeah, yeah)
I slang iron, but I like to rap a lot, yeah (okay)
I got mob ties, just like rap a lot, yeah (what up, baby?)
I keep a stick, my heart cold, popsicle (popsicle)
Hollow tips make a nigga do the wiggle (wiggle)
Yeah, catch your shooter, bend him up, we make him cripple (bow, bow, bow)
I dream of murder, got a Glock under my pillow
I drop a bag and tell Osama, "F*ck it up" yeah, yeah (f*ck it up)
Bullets hit the stomach, give him bubble guts, yeah, yeah (f*ck it up)
Niggas wanna try me but don't got the guts, yeah, yeah
'Cause they know talkin' fly can get your feathers plucked, yeah
Grab the stick and burn a nigga like chlamydia (burn that nigga)
Play with me, my shooters come and f*ck the city up (f*ck that nigga) yeah
Rappers like to ride dick, tell 'em, "Giddy up" (bitch, nigga)
Don't trust a bitch, got my stick fuckin' on a slut
I been puttin' that iron on nigga's back since Bebo (Bebo)
This is not a Smith and Wesson, this a Draco (this a Drac', bitch)
They say them niggas stacking bodies just like Legos (we don't play, bitch)
Take you out for the cream, that's a Maxo

These days, niggas like to cap a lot (cap a lot)
These, these, these days, niggas like to cap a lot (cap a lot)
These, these, these days, niggas like to cap a lot (cap a lot)
These, these, these days, niggas like to cap a lot (cap a lot)

Cap a lot
Cap a lot
Cap a lot
Cap a lot

Fredrick Givens

The duration of Cap a Lot is 2:02 minutes and seconds.