[Intro]
The Mazi way
They let 4mosa on the track, bitch
Grrah-grrah, gang-gang-gang
[Chorus]
Who punchin'? Dead opps
They told me, "Chill wit' the dissin'", but I'ma keep dissin', 'cause niggas been smokin' my pops
I could never let them niggas rock
Bitch, I'm focused, they tryna trick me out my spot
You on hots? I'm on hots too
On ya block? I'm on my block too
You gave a dap to the nigga who shot you
[Verse 1]
Like, how? You gotta get back, free the opps that be screamin' out, "Sit back"
When them niggas come home, niggas clappin'
They can't believe they made it off of rappin'
OGE, we was trappin', bro told me, "Stay wit' the chop, ain't no lackin'"
In the Bronx, this shit like the 'Raq, I walk around wit' the O on my back
I'm not dissin', all this shit is facts, when we startеd fightin', I was totin' chops
I was the nigga protectin' the block, and I dеad fell in love wit' my knocks
I'm not a fighter, I ain't tryna box, free the goons 'cause they got my niggas up top
And they came wit' the run and the bop, he gon' come home wit' like 300 shots
[Chorus]
Who punchin'? Dead opps
They told me, "Chill wit' the dissin'", but I'ma keep dissin', 'cause niggas been smokin' my pops
I could never let them niggas rock
Bitch, I'm focused, they tryna trick me out my spot
You on hots? I'm on hots too
On ya block? I'm on my block too
You gave a dap to the nigga who shot you
The Mazi way
They let 4mosa on the track, bitch
Grrah-grrah, gang-gang-gang
[Chorus]
Who punchin'? Dead opps
They told me, "Chill wit' the dissin'", but I'ma keep dissin', 'cause niggas been smokin' my pops
I could never let them niggas rock
Bitch, I'm focused, they tryna trick me out my spot
You on hots? I'm on hots too
On ya block? I'm on my block too
You gave a dap to the nigga who shot you
[Verse 1]
Like, how? You gotta get back, free the opps that be screamin' out, "Sit back"
When them niggas come home, niggas clappin'
They can't believe they made it off of rappin'
OGE, we was trappin', bro told me, "Stay wit' the chop, ain't no lackin'"
In the Bronx, this shit like the 'Raq, I walk around wit' the O on my back
I'm not dissin', all this shit is facts, when we startеd fightin', I was totin' chops
I was the nigga protectin' the block, and I dеad fell in love wit' my knocks
I'm not a fighter, I ain't tryna box, free the goons 'cause they got my niggas up top
And they came wit' the run and the bop, he gon' come home wit' like 300 shots
[Chorus]
Who punchin'? Dead opps
They told me, "Chill wit' the dissin'", but I'ma keep dissin', 'cause niggas been smokin' my pops
I could never let them niggas rock
Bitch, I'm focused, they tryna trick me out my spot
You on hots? I'm on hots too
On ya block? I'm on my block too
You gave a dap to the nigga who shot you
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