[Intro: Nunnie Da III]
(Mmm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Like, Troopers troop, nigga
Grrah, grrah, boom, nigga
Got gangy with me, got Tata with me
Like
Grrah, grrah
Look, I said
[Verse 1: Nunnie Da III & Kay Glizz]
Three deep on a drill, we be huntin'
I know an opp that got hit in his muffin, so I don't know why they keep pushin' my buttons
Tdot back out, bro get to dumpin'
Bend through the Til, had them lil niggas runnin'
Yo, Tata, I think these niggas started somethin'
Big EBK, no, we not with the frontin'
And KG stay with me, he not for discussion
If it's lit, then it's lit, nigga, say that
I got Savage with me, he gon' spray that
Nick Blixk died, they ain't get no payback
Mali got shot, where the fuck is his face at?
We them Troopers, all my niggas clap heat
And I'm flockin' whoever don't jack me
Y'all never bend, y'all only wanna rap beef
Get off the 'net and go hop in the back seat, like
Fuck whoever feel a way, we flickin' on anyone jackin' us K
Niggas be politickin' on the 'net, then see me and never have nothin' to say, I don't get it
All them niggas cap a lot (Grrah, grrah)
We got tans and all our pistols clap a lot (Grrah, grrah, Troops)
Never needed no one, niggas know our bop (Troops)
You talk on bro, the quickest way to get you shot (Grrah, grrah), grrah
(Mmm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Like, Troopers troop, nigga
Grrah, grrah, boom, nigga
Got gangy with me, got Tata with me
Like
Grrah, grrah
Look, I said
[Verse 1: Nunnie Da III & Kay Glizz]
Three deep on a drill, we be huntin'
I know an opp that got hit in his muffin, so I don't know why they keep pushin' my buttons
Tdot back out, bro get to dumpin'
Bend through the Til, had them lil niggas runnin'
Yo, Tata, I think these niggas started somethin'
Big EBK, no, we not with the frontin'
And KG stay with me, he not for discussion
If it's lit, then it's lit, nigga, say that
I got Savage with me, he gon' spray that
Nick Blixk died, they ain't get no payback
Mali got shot, where the fuck is his face at?
We them Troopers, all my niggas clap heat
And I'm flockin' whoever don't jack me
Y'all never bend, y'all only wanna rap beef
Get off the 'net and go hop in the back seat, like
Fuck whoever feel a way, we flickin' on anyone jackin' us K
Niggas be politickin' on the 'net, then see me and never have nothin' to say, I don't get it
All them niggas cap a lot (Grrah, grrah)
We got tans and all our pistols clap a lot (Grrah, grrah, Troops)
Never needed no one, niggas know our bop (Troops)
You talk on bro, the quickest way to get you shot (Grrah, grrah), grrah
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