[Intro: Dee Billz]
(Like, grrah, grrah, like)
(Like die Oz)
(Like, grrah, like, grrah, grrah, grrah)
(Da-Da-Damn, Lil FckBwoy man you know that I be killin' shit)
(Like die Oz)
(Stop fucking dissing, man)
(Get off our dick)
(This our last response to niggas)
(Suck my dick)
(Every opp shot)
(Said I'm on the block with the shooters maneuver the ruler is hittin' medullas)

[Verse 1: Dee Billz]
We in the party, don't got the knocka'
I got the scalp in the sock, like
Kali be clutching the rock
KR with me, toting the Glock
Who that in that sheisty? Take it off, like
My niggas ready for war
Bullets hit his face, hit his pores
And she cleaning it up like chores, damn
WintеrDaBum, she gotta go
Fuck the Mitch, I don't care if thеy Loc
Flock him down if he throw up the Folk
Fuck the X, we don't fuck with the Oz
Catch Yus Gz, throw more than two
He only be in the kitchen or stu'
And that other bitch getting it too
How you 41K? But we made you
Ask about when I ran into Freshy
He couldn't walk he got left by the deli
My niggas move too heavy
My niggas need 'em a OA or Chevy
Edot put a hole in his head like a dolphin, like
That could never be me
No more OYOGz, I don't care if the way [?]
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