Tha Dog Pound Saliva Grey & 99zed (Ft. 99ZED & Saliva Grey)

[Intro]
99ZED, he just fucked up the beat

[Verse 1: 99ZED]
I'm sick of the busta motherfuckers talking out they neck
Trippin' and ripping the pack
Putting the TEC to my head
Creeping up outta the dirt, I'm begging for my death
99 kicking it back, waiting to be laid to rest
Sticky in the blunt
Inhaling it straight into my lungs
I'm walking around, my hoodie up
Rollin' and smoking a double dutch
Smoking until I'm concussed
I'm in the yata hitting the clutch
Spinning around and I'm spilling they guts
Turnin' ya clique into dust, ho
Stumble into the function
99 a dime a dozen
I be smoking on tha' Russian
With the clique and we get to bustin'
Bitch, I'm buzzing, I ain't coming down
Until I'm in the ground
99 rising up outta the dirt so he could smoke another pound, bitch
I'm sick of these Busta motherfuckers always hit my phone
I'd rather be snorting away all of my funds on my own
I'm sick of living this life, I'm putting the burner to my dome
Steadily pulling it back, now it's down to hell I go