Red Mamba Young Slo-Be

[Intro]
(Brrt, stick 'em, ha ha, ha ha)
Nigga

[Chorus]
Loose lips sink ships, aye, we in the battlefield (It's the gang)
How you talking 'bout that last skit? You wasn't on the drill
Aye, suckers took cuddie, aye, how I'm 'posed to feel? (Get 'em gone, nigga)
You ain't lost niggas and took trips, nigga, who you kill?
Aye, pull up on your block, we hop out like the Navy SEAL
Aye, pull up on my block, I got chop, it's a overkill
They gave my uncle life for a body, they need to change the bill
Oowee, demons on me, I gotta shake that

[Verse]
Made twenty bands and came home, that's a shake back
Took buddy on a trip, ain't bust his pole, you need to take that
They know I'm strapped up, nigga, I practice safe sex
Go dumb with this thirty, aye, aye, take it to the neck
Posted on the G with it, police tryna fuck with us
They know we keep GLOCKs, we keep chops but we keep 'em tucked
Oowee, aye, aye, y'all ain't smart enough
Oowee, we got away, aye, aye, baby, fuck it up
Opps ain't on nothing, tell them niggas to put they skirt down
Niggas thought they was heartless, took they homie, now they hurt now
Aye, aye, bought more guns, fuck a bust down (Fuck that shit, nigga)