[Intro: Kenzo Balla & TG Crippy]
Like, what?
Ahh
Grrah, grrah, boom
Every opp shot
Grrah
Everybody drop them fuckin' rakes nigga (Grrah)
Mori, suck my fuckin' dick nigga (Grrah, grrah)
Suck my dick, smokin' on Nick nigga, GD fuckin' K nigga
Nick in my fuckin' spliff, word to my dead, nigga (Grrah)
Gang

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
Tried to run, he got shot in his shoulder (He got shot in his shoulder)
Don't run up, you get put on a poster (You get put on a poster)
Smokin' dead niggas, up in the boulder (Up in the boulder)
He tried to run, so we runnin' him over (So we runnin' him over)
Pop a perky, yeah I hate when I'm sober (Yeah I hate when I'm sober)
Ride with the knock on my side, I'ma loner (I'ma loner)
I'm a demon all thesе niggas dozers (All these niggas dozеrs)
I'ma start flockin' if niggas approach us (Grrah, grrah, boom)
And I'm tired of niggas tryna diss me (Tryna diss me)
Bitch, I'm throwin' up 5th with the Bizzy (Throwin' 5th with the Bizzy)
Know a opp that got shot in his kidney (Got shot in his kidney)
And if you jackin' the Gz, you a bitchy (You a bitchy)
Keep a sitchy, this shit can get sticky (Shit can get sticky)
GDK, we don't fuck with no Blixkys (GDK)
Shit get risky, on the block with my knocks (Like, grrah)
Niggas know me, I'm always on fifty (Grrah, grrah, boom)
I'ma grab my knocks, and get to clickin' (Get to clickin')
We the 'ooters, we ain't with the missin' (We ain't with the missin')
You know we ain't shootin from a distance (At all)
We tryna get a poster, get em missin' (Get 'em missin')
Off the wocky, got me feelin' different (Got me feelin' different)
Off the Yellow, got a nigga itchin' (Got a nigga itchin')
All my opps is losin', and we winnin' (And we winnin')
They know this shit get messy, when we spinnin' (When we spinnin')
Why these niggas keep droppin' my 5? (Why they droppin' my 5?)
Don't they know that's how lil' niggas die? (That's how lil' niggas die)
Last opp, got hit three times (Got hit three times)
I don't know how that lil' nigga survived (Ahh)
Move suspicious, I'm uppin' the .9 (I'm uppin' the .9)
Yeah, they know I'm on that type of time (On that type of time)
And it's lit if you ain't one of mines (If you ain't one of mine)
I'ma spin through tryna leave niggas fried (Like, what?)
Fuck the Gz, fuck the Jets (Fuck the Jets)
Spot lil' Nesty, and he gettin' left (And he gettin' left)
Niggas filthy, on the set (On the set)
If I see Youssef he better step (Better step)
Let me know, like who next? (Like who next?)
They jackin' the opps, so it's everything dead (So it's everything dead)
Fuck a leg, I'm aimin' for the head (Aim for the head)
The shots pick 'em up, and then put 'em to bed, like (Put 'em to bed)
Spin the Lam, I'm lookin' for a victim (For a victim)
Bro threw a shot, he lucky that it missed him (Like, what?)
If they in the spot then we gon' blitz 'em (We gon' blitz 'em)
Know I'm out for the opps, I'm tryna clip them (Try to clip 'em)
If he bunny hop, I'm gettin' with 'em (Grrah, grrah)
Oh, he runnin'? Tell brodie to get 'em (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Get up on 'em, make sure that you hit 'em (Like)
Empty the clip on him, and leave 'em swimmin' (Ahh)
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