Heavyweight OTM

[Intro: Duffy]
(Young Yanabu on the beat)
(Po-Po, turn it up) Nigga
This shit regular
Brace yourself, 'cause we finna turn the pressure up
I be in the trenches, in the jungle with the predators
KO'ed him, all these niggas know we heavyweights (Truth)

[Chorus: Duffy]
Heard your last nigga was a pipsqueak
OTM, she want a nigga with some muscle in the streets
Any nigga speak on me and P, we gon' see
Big blowers, this for any nigga that know UFC
Niggas know what Duffy on, bitch, it's Mr. Do the Most
Do or die when it's smoke, I'm just lettin' niggas know
Niggas act like hoes, talkin' 'bout me in his post
Know I gotta bleed niggas, time to give him what he want

[Verse 1: Duffy]
Long live Mr. Get Dough
Long live Ketchy, I might pull up 911 just for bro
All these niggas talkin' money and be broke, please show me
Slidin' through a nigga hood, I'm Frozone with a .40
What, young niggas from my city really doin' this?
Old nigga just retired 'fore I make a nigga quit
Niggas breakin' code, bro, what kind of shit is that?
Double back on a nigga block, let me get my mask
Let a nigga get to talkin' tough, we on his ass
I'm on bunk, you ain't even got an ass
Chef Boyardee, serve a nigga if it's beef
.223s sugar free, niggas know shit not sweet (Shit)