[Intro: Kenzo Balla]
(Brutality)
Like, what?
Ah
Every opp shot
Like, everything dead

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
Me and Setty be bendin', lurkin' through they 'jects
New opp died, I'm tryna figure who next
He got shot 'cause he was tryna flex
GPop died, took a stabbin' to the chest
DOA got the city, all these niggas fessed
Niggas better give us our respect
One false move, hollows hit his neck
Quick draw then I boom, hollows hit his chest, like
Where thе Os? Where EK? He was just MB, now hе MBK
I'm tryna run up on him, put the gun up on him, tryna boom a nigga in his face
We spot a opp, closed case
Empty the chop, don't wait
Spin through the 'Well and I'm yellin' out, "8th to the Gates"
48 'em, he thought he was safe (Ah)
Now I'm in Harlem and I'm creepin'
Ayo, Rayy, I think I see a Sweeper
With this knocker, nigga, I'm a teacher
Teach him a lesson, bitch, we gon' delete him
I'm really on that, buggin' for no reason
Don't got the knocks, then I'm really gon' beat him
On the Hill, parked up, we schemin'
Do 'em like Dotty, leave that nigga leakin'
Shh, got hit, the scene was lookin' graphic
Eight opps died, this shit shit tragic
They ain't scorin', they play for the Mavericks
My niggas blitzin', Green Bay Packers
.45 hit him, push a nigga backwards
Notti a spliff, he a ghost like Casper
Do a drill on the Lam', start blastin'
I smoke Notti, nigga, I ain't passin' (Ah)
Ayo, Setty, pass me the gun
We on the Os, we gon' do what we want
Catch lil' Bouba, throw him in the trunk
Put a shot to his mel' and leave that nigga slumped
When I hop out the V, I bet them niggas duck
Lotti was good, but we don't do no Runtz
Like, where the Sweepers? Bitch, we on a hunt
It's a no O zone, every opp gettin' punched like (Ah)
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