Summer of Cane Young Ja (Ft. Juelz Santana)

[Chorus: Young Ja]
Bitch hit my brother, your mother die
Niggas ain't playin', it's homicide
Hundred round drum, we gon' let it fly
Came with my dog, we can't let this slide
Dissin' my brother, the summer done
Summer of Cane goin' number one
Dissin' my brother, the summer done
Summer of Cane goin' number one

[Verse 1: Young Ja]
Nigga keep callin' the truce shit
Nigga you dummy, you stupid
We sendin' them shots, we root shit
My niggas get mad, they get ruthless
It was a set-up, you next up
Hit everywhere from your neck up
Didn't tell my dog, man that's fucked up
Kenya, he know we don't check up
Look around all of them trigger spots
Don't wanna see news when these bodies drop
Fuck all you niggas from other sides
They tell my brother it's time to slide
They killin' for me, shootin' for Mike
Nigga you should've thought twice
Play with the gang, score on my bro
Nigga you losin' your life
Oh you thought you was gon' get away?
Nigga we knockin' like 808's
We find the shooter, he die today
We pullin' up where your mama stay
All of them bitches, they gettin' shot
All of the killers, they spinnin' blocks
Nigga sneak dissin', we hit his top
All of them niggas, they gettin' got, yeah