[Intro: Y&R Mookey & Y&R Slugga Tee]
(Berto, how you got that?)
Aye, you know they just free'd Slugga
Aye, what it is?
Their out the crank in this bitch
Ha, you know what it is with me
KTA
Aye, Big Murda, they trippin', nigga, they got Baby Murda in this bitch
[Verse 1: Y&R Mookey]
I'ma start this off by sayin', "You a opp, can't come outside"
Boy, you pussy, go tuck your tail, we hit their block, they try to hide
I don't wanna go down Melvin, they gon' tell if I slide
I'm outside with the guys, they steady bangin' on my side
That nigga Ksoo, he a bitch
ATK ain't on shit
Since a nigga wanna diss, pussy, come and get your lick
Niggas dyin', but wanna diss
So many souls got me sick
When they swing, them niggas missed
Ain't no changin' in this shit
[Verse 2: Y&R Slugga Tee]
Ain't no question, on my way to hell, I'm a real big sinner
All that dissin' in that song, now he gone, just know I sent him
His main man was dissin Moo, now Fin Fin all in my swisher
Dee Kreep all in my systеm, dissin' bro on instrumentals
Number one, droppеd his lil' pistol
Brain dead, took his lil' mental
Blow him, just like a whistle
Drop 3's all in my pitcher
Out west in tinted rentals
Block cold like it's December
Fuck Kreep took all their members
.62's comin' like a missile
(Berto, how you got that?)
Aye, you know they just free'd Slugga
Aye, what it is?
Their out the crank in this bitch
Ha, you know what it is with me
KTA
Aye, Big Murda, they trippin', nigga, they got Baby Murda in this bitch
[Verse 1: Y&R Mookey]
I'ma start this off by sayin', "You a opp, can't come outside"
Boy, you pussy, go tuck your tail, we hit their block, they try to hide
I don't wanna go down Melvin, they gon' tell if I slide
I'm outside with the guys, they steady bangin' on my side
That nigga Ksoo, he a bitch
ATK ain't on shit
Since a nigga wanna diss, pussy, come and get your lick
Niggas dyin', but wanna diss
So many souls got me sick
When they swing, them niggas missed
Ain't no changin' in this shit
[Verse 2: Y&R Slugga Tee]
Ain't no question, on my way to hell, I'm a real big sinner
All that dissin' in that song, now he gone, just know I sent him
His main man was dissin Moo, now Fin Fin all in my swisher
Dee Kreep all in my systеm, dissin' bro on instrumentals
Number one, droppеd his lil' pistol
Brain dead, took his lil' mental
Blow him, just like a whistle
Drop 3's all in my pitcher
Out west in tinted rentals
Block cold like it's December
Fuck Kreep took all their members
.62's comin' like a missile
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