[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, come here (Grr)
That's all we know, nigga, we bouncin' out on shit, fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? Don't run, we chasin' shit
Yeah, come here, brrah, all that, nigga
You know how the fuck we comin', nigga, all the way, all of us, nigga, rrah (Yo, REALX, fuck 'em up)
[Chorus]
Two niggas had died for trollin' (Two niggas had died)
Come through cuts, fuck 'em up, he ain't even notice (Nah, he ain't notice)
Grab the stick, boy, we rock and rollin' (Come here, come here)
Kill a rat, snitch-K, he got caught and folded (Yeah, he folded)
Lil' bitch with some ass, she light skin, short and bad, can't front, lil' mama the coldеst (Lil' mama the coldest)
I got in my bag, ain't tryna show out for my brothers and sistеrs, but, shit, I'm the oldest (But, shit, I'm the oldest)
Big boy shit (Big boy)
We ride in big boy whips (Skrrt)
We play with big boy sticks (Big boy sticks)
9s, 40s, and got nicks (Come here, come here)
ARPs, Dracs, and we got switch (Grr)
Screamin' and yellin' 'cause buddy got hit (Ah)
High as fuck, we in that straight, just stay runnin' lights, havin' fun, don't care 'bout the dicks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
[Verse]
Out here ridin', fuck rap, bitch, I'm slidin', me and my Drac', we glidin' (Grr)
Stay talkin' 'bout I'm a rapper, in traffic with clappers, the city know that we get violent (Come here, come here)
Sent her ass back to the crib, she sayin' I'm weird, don't care 'cause she wasn't on my timin' (Not on my time)
He tried to get him a cut, them killers pulled up, at least he had died with a linin' (Died with a linin')
I was just fuckin' with friends and didn't even know, at least one said we was vibin'
On the E-way with the opps, pull right on the side, out the window while Shaq dog was drivin' (Come here, come here)
Why the fuck would I think about opps while I'm out there in Cali? Was stuck on that bread, just grindin' (Yeah, I'm grindin')
His mama was screamin' and cryin', go tell her to suffer, been told him we catch him, he dyin'
We live in a war zone over East, but, shit, we still outside (Still outside)
All they do is makin' songs and diss, them boys don't never slide (They never slide)
Rep and free my guys, they fightin' demons, the reason I get high (That I get high)
Was dissin' on 7 and came through, don't record on feet 'cause they shoot dry (Grr)
Yeah, yeah, come here (Grr)
That's all we know, nigga, we bouncin' out on shit, fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? Don't run, we chasin' shit
Yeah, come here, brrah, all that, nigga
You know how the fuck we comin', nigga, all the way, all of us, nigga, rrah (Yo, REALX, fuck 'em up)
[Chorus]
Two niggas had died for trollin' (Two niggas had died)
Come through cuts, fuck 'em up, he ain't even notice (Nah, he ain't notice)
Grab the stick, boy, we rock and rollin' (Come here, come here)
Kill a rat, snitch-K, he got caught and folded (Yeah, he folded)
Lil' bitch with some ass, she light skin, short and bad, can't front, lil' mama the coldеst (Lil' mama the coldest)
I got in my bag, ain't tryna show out for my brothers and sistеrs, but, shit, I'm the oldest (But, shit, I'm the oldest)
Big boy shit (Big boy)
We ride in big boy whips (Skrrt)
We play with big boy sticks (Big boy sticks)
9s, 40s, and got nicks (Come here, come here)
ARPs, Dracs, and we got switch (Grr)
Screamin' and yellin' 'cause buddy got hit (Ah)
High as fuck, we in that straight, just stay runnin' lights, havin' fun, don't care 'bout the dicks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
[Verse]
Out here ridin', fuck rap, bitch, I'm slidin', me and my Drac', we glidin' (Grr)
Stay talkin' 'bout I'm a rapper, in traffic with clappers, the city know that we get violent (Come here, come here)
Sent her ass back to the crib, she sayin' I'm weird, don't care 'cause she wasn't on my timin' (Not on my time)
He tried to get him a cut, them killers pulled up, at least he had died with a linin' (Died with a linin')
I was just fuckin' with friends and didn't even know, at least one said we was vibin'
On the E-way with the opps, pull right on the side, out the window while Shaq dog was drivin' (Come here, come here)
Why the fuck would I think about opps while I'm out there in Cali? Was stuck on that bread, just grindin' (Yeah, I'm grindin')
His mama was screamin' and cryin', go tell her to suffer, been told him we catch him, he dyin'
We live in a war zone over East, but, shit, we still outside (Still outside)
All they do is makin' songs and diss, them boys don't never slide (They never slide)
Rep and free my guys, they fightin' demons, the reason I get high (That I get high)
Was dissin' on 7 and came through, don't record on feet 'cause they shoot dry (Grr)
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