[Intro: Pooh Shiesty]
Mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm
Got it locked through Atlanta
Yeah, yeah
Got a lot to handle
(SpiffoMadeIt, bitch)
Brr, big brr
[Chorus: Pooh Shiesty]
Ayy, Fox 13, we rep that murder gang, we don't do no attempts
Hop out on the slammer with this chopper like I'm Shawn Kemp
Drew down on him with his pants down in front of U of M
1017 Shiesty Gang, I got them folks like, "Who is him?"
Bitch, you try me and get whacked, I promise this is not the way
Know she wanna fuck 'cause she keep staring in my Cartier
I think about guns and money sixty times throughout the day
Nobody safe, you can't go get shit to stop these .308s, on God
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Entertain like Cedric, had that codeine in my beverage
Way back in day, let them niggas use me for leverage (Well, damn)
F on my report card, on my hip, I got an F&N
Pulled up on me poppin', but he won't pull up and pop again
I don't care 'bout who he is or who his kin, just do him in
Cold, dark pool, they threw him in, I just shot off his chin (Burr)
Murder case, Snoop Dogg, back in the day, no juice and gin (Snoop)
And I'm the coach, I'm with the G.O.A.T.s, we go for it on fourth and ten (Go)
Always was the robber where we stayed, so I didn't play with 'em
Police don't even try to talk to Wop, got nothin' to say to 'em
Five-shot, .38 on me, put a trey to him
Big dawg in the yard, took a nigga tray from him
Mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm
Got it locked through Atlanta
Yeah, yeah
Got a lot to handle
(SpiffoMadeIt, bitch)
Brr, big brr
[Chorus: Pooh Shiesty]
Ayy, Fox 13, we rep that murder gang, we don't do no attempts
Hop out on the slammer with this chopper like I'm Shawn Kemp
Drew down on him with his pants down in front of U of M
1017 Shiesty Gang, I got them folks like, "Who is him?"
Bitch, you try me and get whacked, I promise this is not the way
Know she wanna fuck 'cause she keep staring in my Cartier
I think about guns and money sixty times throughout the day
Nobody safe, you can't go get shit to stop these .308s, on God
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Entertain like Cedric, had that codeine in my beverage
Way back in day, let them niggas use me for leverage (Well, damn)
F on my report card, on my hip, I got an F&N
Pulled up on me poppin', but he won't pull up and pop again
I don't care 'bout who he is or who his kin, just do him in
Cold, dark pool, they threw him in, I just shot off his chin (Burr)
Murder case, Snoop Dogg, back in the day, no juice and gin (Snoop)
And I'm the coach, I'm with the G.O.A.T.s, we go for it on fourth and ten (Go)
Always was the robber where we stayed, so I didn't play with 'em
Police don't even try to talk to Wop, got nothin' to say to 'em
Five-shot, .38 on me, put a trey to him
Big dawg in the yard, took a nigga tray from him
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