[Verse 1: Mere Pablo]
I can tell that you don't really want it
Bullet hit him in his chest and travelled to his stomach
Man I hope that you think I'm no dummy
Nigga you send me your lo and then I bet I'm comin'
Switchy jump, it got them niggas duckin' and they runnin'
It's too late lil boy, you fucked and you can't take for cover
Stand on top of niggas and we puttin' niggas under
Hit a nigga wit this pound and that shit sound like thunder
Cut, cut, like a round of applause
Ain't no runnin' from this switchy once it's lettin' off
My star five against your five, come on lil bro let's ball
It's okay if you run fast but just hope you don't fall
I'm EBK, I put this flame on anybody
Big backdoor, he sippin' wokky then screamed [?] shot me
And we got bowls of dead niggas, this not exotic
You want Buddy, Fro, Rizzy or the Snipe just know I got it
[Bridge: Ybcdul]
Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful
Ion give a fuck who you is, nigga I'll disrespect you
Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful
Buddy and the Fro and the Reefy and the Snipe
[Verse 2: Ybcdul]
Counted fifty last night, this shit amazin'
War on my mind, first thing I wake up, this shit crazy
Sid got shot, we shot him again, but he ate it
Last time we caught him chillin' on that couch and rearranged him
Sharif got did dirty, think they left the nigga brainless
Tripped over the bullets, nigga hit his face on the pavement
And PSK can't post outside no more cause we [?]
A nigga try backdoor, what's the bet I'mma hang him?
On my YNdoub Melly shit
We gon' blitz your block and do it dirty out the chevy's
Tryn' make a rapper disappear so I can call him Makaveli
Russian K hit DeekLok, it had him lookin' like spaghetti
I can tell that you don't really want it
Bullet hit him in his chest and travelled to his stomach
Man I hope that you think I'm no dummy
Nigga you send me your lo and then I bet I'm comin'
Switchy jump, it got them niggas duckin' and they runnin'
It's too late lil boy, you fucked and you can't take for cover
Stand on top of niggas and we puttin' niggas under
Hit a nigga wit this pound and that shit sound like thunder
Cut, cut, like a round of applause
Ain't no runnin' from this switchy once it's lettin' off
My star five against your five, come on lil bro let's ball
It's okay if you run fast but just hope you don't fall
I'm EBK, I put this flame on anybody
Big backdoor, he sippin' wokky then screamed [?] shot me
And we got bowls of dead niggas, this not exotic
You want Buddy, Fro, Rizzy or the Snipe just know I got it
[Bridge: Ybcdul]
Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful
Ion give a fuck who you is, nigga I'll disrespect you
Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful
Buddy and the Fro and the Reefy and the Snipe
[Verse 2: Ybcdul]
Counted fifty last night, this shit amazin'
War on my mind, first thing I wake up, this shit crazy
Sid got shot, we shot him again, but he ate it
Last time we caught him chillin' on that couch and rearranged him
Sharif got did dirty, think they left the nigga brainless
Tripped over the bullets, nigga hit his face on the pavement
And PSK can't post outside no more cause we [?]
A nigga try backdoor, what's the bet I'mma hang him?
On my YNdoub Melly shit
We gon' blitz your block and do it dirty out the chevy's
Tryn' make a rapper disappear so I can call him Makaveli
Russian K hit DeekLok, it had him lookin' like spaghetti
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