[Intro: Leaf Lzz & Eli Fross]
Grr-r-r-r!
M8V3N gang
Falayho, falayho, falayho, falayho
Free the Lzz (Ju know the drill)
R.I.P. Dot
R.I.P. Breezo
R.I.P. Pook
Y'all niggas thought I was gone, right?
I'm back home though
Grr-r-r-r! Fuck the blixks!
[Verse 1: Leaf Lzz]
M8V3N gang, all gas no brakes so ain't no stopping me
Niggas talking spicy, so you know I keep the chop with me (GDK)
Always got it on me, so you know it ain't no boxin' me
Ain't worried bout no sniper gang, you'll never get the drop on me
If you ain't GDK or M8V3N gang, you a opp to me
Brick money told me continue this revenue, invest in property
Franklin Ave, L Block, we came from poverty
Free Lay, he the shooter, Queezo, he rolled that properly (Queezo)
Grr-r-r-r, Queezo, we rolling him up
Niggas talking 'bout they coming for us
Niggas lame, they don't want it with us
Grr-r-r-r, Queezo, we rolling him up
Niggas talking 'bout they coming for us
Niggas lame, they don't want it with us
Corey? Boy you corny (Haha)
CDot, how the fuck your name is Corey? (Dummy)
Aladdin drop the rakes when he saw me
Queezy smackin' sleepies where the morgue be (Fuck your dead man)
And we still throwing niggas up on the news, this shit'll get tragic
Make him throw the L up, 'fore I be on you, like I did Aladdin
And I just came home to a nice bag
Damn I know the cops mad
Told bro, "Chill, I'ma hit him from close range
We ain't leaving no white flags"
Grr-r-r-r!
M8V3N gang
Falayho, falayho, falayho, falayho
Free the Lzz (Ju know the drill)
R.I.P. Dot
R.I.P. Breezo
R.I.P. Pook
Y'all niggas thought I was gone, right?
I'm back home though
Grr-r-r-r! Fuck the blixks!
[Verse 1: Leaf Lzz]
M8V3N gang, all gas no brakes so ain't no stopping me
Niggas talking spicy, so you know I keep the chop with me (GDK)
Always got it on me, so you know it ain't no boxin' me
Ain't worried bout no sniper gang, you'll never get the drop on me
If you ain't GDK or M8V3N gang, you a opp to me
Brick money told me continue this revenue, invest in property
Franklin Ave, L Block, we came from poverty
Free Lay, he the shooter, Queezo, he rolled that properly (Queezo)
Grr-r-r-r, Queezo, we rolling him up
Niggas talking 'bout they coming for us
Niggas lame, they don't want it with us
Grr-r-r-r, Queezo, we rolling him up
Niggas talking 'bout they coming for us
Niggas lame, they don't want it with us
Corey? Boy you corny (Haha)
CDot, how the fuck your name is Corey? (Dummy)
Aladdin drop the rakes when he saw me
Queezy smackin' sleepies where the morgue be (Fuck your dead man)
And we still throwing niggas up on the news, this shit'll get tragic
Make him throw the L up, 'fore I be on you, like I did Aladdin
And I just came home to a nice bag
Damn I know the cops mad
Told bro, "Chill, I'ma hit him from close range
We ain't leaving no white flags"
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