[Intro: Chuckyy]
Yo' get the fuck out
Ya'll know how the fuck we comin' man
Rrah, rrah
[Verse 1: Chuckyy]
When you spinnin' you bet not lack do a nigga like rick switch it up put a hole in his tummy
My niggas don't like talkin' walk up just wrappin' shit up while I'm callin' the mummys
This four-o came with a thirty clip I let .30 spit spark shit up like thunder
Everybody got that one dead nigga better think twice thinkin' 'bout puttin' me under (uh)
How you wanna do it we spinnin' with chops and dracs when we ridin' through the bitty
Drench 'em drench shit up while we milk shit up forty-cal just came with a titty
Long live fred got the tat' on my neck get high reminisce so I'm doggin' the hemi
Bloodbathh pop out thе cut leave his shit on the ground you know wе ain't doin' no bitty hits
I like seven-six-twos and two-two-threes hit a nigga up ridin' through [?]
Niggas ain't never on they block fuck it its dry as fuck told foe'nem go bend the strip
Catch a nigga posted on the side block bet he get fired up [?] creepin' through every dip
Switch on the back of them Glocks puttin' shit in a box [?] goin' on with a six
Niggas already know how we rock, another nigga mad 'cause I fucked his bop
Another nigga mad 'cause we smacked that top, when we hop out brrd get sent up top
Im clutchin' my banger and yo shit in the car, ARP got a laser get hit from a far
Trying to make a loud noise while we beat up the block
[Intro: Big Opp/NoLimit Faro]
Opp (Chuckyy: Opp!)
Yo' get the fuck out
Ya'll know how the fuck we comin' man
Rrah, rrah
[Verse 1: Chuckyy]
When you spinnin' you bet not lack do a nigga like rick switch it up put a hole in his tummy
My niggas don't like talkin' walk up just wrappin' shit up while I'm callin' the mummys
This four-o came with a thirty clip I let .30 spit spark shit up like thunder
Everybody got that one dead nigga better think twice thinkin' 'bout puttin' me under (uh)
How you wanna do it we spinnin' with chops and dracs when we ridin' through the bitty
Drench 'em drench shit up while we milk shit up forty-cal just came with a titty
Long live fred got the tat' on my neck get high reminisce so I'm doggin' the hemi
Bloodbathh pop out thе cut leave his shit on the ground you know wе ain't doin' no bitty hits
I like seven-six-twos and two-two-threes hit a nigga up ridin' through [?]
Niggas ain't never on they block fuck it its dry as fuck told foe'nem go bend the strip
Catch a nigga posted on the side block bet he get fired up [?] creepin' through every dip
Switch on the back of them Glocks puttin' shit in a box [?] goin' on with a six
Niggas already know how we rock, another nigga mad 'cause I fucked his bop
Another nigga mad 'cause we smacked that top, when we hop out brrd get sent up top
Im clutchin' my banger and yo shit in the car, ARP got a laser get hit from a far
Trying to make a loud noise while we beat up the block
[Intro: Big Opp/NoLimit Faro]
Opp (Chuckyy: Opp!)
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