[Intro: Sheek Louch]
Yeah, Liveson what up?
This is D-Block nigga!
We ain't playing with these motherfuckers
Dedication, determination
We bring it straight to your motherfucking chest!
Hood, you're ready? Let's go!

[Verse 1: J-Hood]
Yo stop the talking, when these scrap niggas swing on me
You better hope to God I don't got the thing on me
Cause y'all already know I'm ?blamed?
And I'll give your ass 35 shots out the all black cannon
Leave you in the Grand Canyon in a somebody trunk
Cause you tried to come at me sideways cause you was drunk
I put the 357 to your chin
Now I bet if I let off, I be changing color of your skin
From white to black, from black to pink
Leave part of your face on a plate in your mom's kitchen sink
It ain't a game no more, matter fact it never was
Them cowards ain't thugs now and y'all never was
I got the mind of a war strategist, nigga we savages
Hit the haze and pop niggas up in their cavities
Pop you up and forget about it after a blunt
And hit another one of your hoomeboys after a month
Motherfucker
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