[Intro: YSR Gramz]
I just got four wisdom tooth pulled, nigga (Ooh, Sav killed it)
And I'm in this bitch tryna rap, nigga
What up, Sav?
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
Who the fuck told my lil' brother bring the K in here?
I got the Glock, that nigga Bruce brung the Drac' in here
I don't like beefin', but motherfuck it, we could take it there
He think he fresh in that 'fit, that's some basic gear
Bitch can't suck dick, I know you hate it there
Put my lil' niggas on you, they ain't gon' play it fair
Chopper take your hair off, sit in the barber chair
We ain't kill him, only engraved his head, Rasheed Wallace hair
[Verse 2: YSR Bruce & Driveway Baby]
I could teach you boys some shit if you sit and listen
Or I could tell you 'bout them trips and flips in the kitchen
Or I could tell you 'bout them late nights in them trenches
But I'll never speak on shit and make you my witness
Niggas out here snitchin', that shit bold as hell
How you hit the cell, turn on your dog? Got that man an L
Me and my niggas, we too solid, we'll never fold
Damn near beat brodie to death, found out that nigga told
Bitch, we still on that, bitch, we still slidin'
Lil' nigga spoke on Sav, now he still hidin'
Ayy, niggas say they slidin', never left the house
Pop up at his crib and let this Drac' rip through his couch
This a one-man mission and I'm not missin' (What up, gang?)
Hundred rounds taped to the K, that's just a day visit
I just got four wisdom tooth pulled, nigga (Ooh, Sav killed it)
And I'm in this bitch tryna rap, nigga
What up, Sav?
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
Who the fuck told my lil' brother bring the K in here?
I got the Glock, that nigga Bruce brung the Drac' in here
I don't like beefin', but motherfuck it, we could take it there
He think he fresh in that 'fit, that's some basic gear
Bitch can't suck dick, I know you hate it there
Put my lil' niggas on you, they ain't gon' play it fair
Chopper take your hair off, sit in the barber chair
We ain't kill him, only engraved his head, Rasheed Wallace hair
[Verse 2: YSR Bruce & Driveway Baby]
I could teach you boys some shit if you sit and listen
Or I could tell you 'bout them trips and flips in the kitchen
Or I could tell you 'bout them late nights in them trenches
But I'll never speak on shit and make you my witness
Niggas out here snitchin', that shit bold as hell
How you hit the cell, turn on your dog? Got that man an L
Me and my niggas, we too solid, we'll never fold
Damn near beat brodie to death, found out that nigga told
Bitch, we still on that, bitch, we still slidin'
Lil' nigga spoke on Sav, now he still hidin'
Ayy, niggas say they slidin', never left the house
Pop up at his crib and let this Drac' rip through his couch
This a one-man mission and I'm not missin' (What up, gang?)
Hundred rounds taped to the K, that's just a day visit
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