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(Elvis)
Grrah-grrah, boom
Don't run, don't run
At all, at all, like
Suck my dick
Every Flocka shot
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang (Bro)
It's that Tdot nigga (Suck my dick)
Ayy, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky
Never put a O before my Y
Smokin' everybody
Even my abuela know that
Everything dead
Suck my dick
Grrah
Come on CJ, you seen me when I ain't see you
Nigga, you ain't even make a move
So how the fuck when you see me, you gon' shoot?
I don't know who got him in the booth
He said he gon' Drilly Bop on my coffin
Nigga, suck my dick, like
Ain't nobody gon' spin how [Shawn?] got hit
Y'all was jackin', I wasn't y'all friend, like
Like smokin' on Yellow, Noah, Diddy
And B Lovee ain't still do shit
Jiggy Man dumbass got hit
That's word to my mother they never did shit
Like, smokin' on UE, Budda, Quado
Tell the Bridge to pick up a stick
Like three other deaths, they got put in a spliff
They know RPT niggas be on that shit
And I'm tryna pack me a OY, I still be searchin' for Jiggys
Family first so we see the Flockas,
the Charlie don't hit without Benji
It's like, how many dead niggas do y'all got?
Free the guys, they score like a wock
He jack YGK, he get put in a box
I told Remma, "Just let off some shots"
I know Gunna gone aim for your top
Like, we got a million opps, so we need a million chop's
Told Gz, "Don't crash, we ain't stoppin' for cops"
And they keep on dissin' my block (Like how?)
Like who got touched? Like who got shot?
And I fell in love with my chop'
And that's word to YGz, we be fuckin' y'all thots
Thats on bro he get shot if he talkin' on Kelly
And I hope that I catch him with Kelly
Like, smokin' on Country, that shit got me deady
Ride the O, we put dick in her belly
Niggas talk on the net but they know we don't lack
Mista don't got the pole, he get stabbed
If he jackin' OGz, he get shot in his back
AJ lucky that he not a pack
Nigga Tdot my brodie, go 50-for-50
DThang spot em, then make 'em get jiggy
Spot a Flocka, let shots going past up the sitchy
Better not run, you gon end up like Ricky
Spin the Rey and we lookin' for Scotty
Miss the flock 'cause they talk on Woo Lotti
I keep a .30, can't wait to catch Notti
And DThang off 30's, he look like a zombie
Fuck Jah Loc, know he restin' in piss
Smokin' on Smelly, got poked in his ribs
Benji died tryna spin with no tints
Nigga RB got hit up and what have y'all did?
Bolly Rock, a bitch and he ran on his bitch
Catch TG, I'ma up it and blick'
Remember brodie had both of they wifes in the crib
That's on bro, he made both of 'em hit
EK sister got shot and he still wanna rap beef
If that was me, would have been in patakies
Niggas dissin' but we puttin' niggas on black tees
He got hit 'cause he tryna act flashy
I'ma start it like where I left off at
Bitch I'm back in the field where my dawgs at
Every opp shot, catch (Shh), I'ma off that
Every opp shot, he get left like a floor mat
And what's up with these new niggas rappin'?
Grab a gun and go get to some action
We shoot movies, we ain't with the actin'
Fuck green baby, we do all the packin'
Like, DThang my brother, I'm takin' that risk, like
Y'all just cappin, ain't catchin' no hits, like
Roscoe got beat, he got beat out his kicks, like
Milly Wop got beat with his stick like
OY, OGz but they never on nothin'
Catch BlockWork, we sendin' a dozen
He stay dissin' my block but that boy steady bluffin'
Up on CJ, don't care if we cousins
Like, we still on that shit like it's RPT buggin'
Like, Benji got shot in his (Shh)
Like Diddy got shot in his (Shh)
And UE got shot in his muffin
Stop cappin' and really get up wit' me
Spin y'all block and we doin' it comfortably
Y'all gon' cap but y'all really look up to me
Dougie got shot and he still in recovery
But y'all know what we usually do
Scream OY, told Roofie to boom
Like, Bando my brother, he know what to do
Stunna he geekin', that boy be home soon
Every spot I was in, that's on bro I was livin' (On bro)
Say he touch me, he gotta be shittin' (You stupid?)
Niggas get hit and they wanna play victim (Like, like)
Pick them guns and I'll make 'em start snitchin'
Suck my dick
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Don't run, don't run
Yo, it's that DThang nigga
Make it get jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard?
Ayo, it's that Bando nigga
RIP Woo
It's that Tdot nigga, grrt, boom-boom-boom
(Yo, LLB for life)
Yo, RIP Rah
RIP
Every opp shot
Suck my dick
Grrah-grrah, boom
Don't run, don't run
At all, at all, like
Suck my dick
Every Flocka shot
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang (Bro)
It's that Tdot nigga (Suck my dick)
Ayy, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky
Never put a O before my Y
Smokin' everybody
Even my abuela know that
Everything dead
Suck my dick
Grrah
Come on CJ, you seen me when I ain't see you
Nigga, you ain't even make a move
So how the fuck when you see me, you gon' shoot?
I don't know who got him in the booth
He said he gon' Drilly Bop on my coffin
Nigga, suck my dick, like
Ain't nobody gon' spin how [Shawn?] got hit
Y'all was jackin', I wasn't y'all friend, like
Like smokin' on Yellow, Noah, Diddy
And B Lovee ain't still do shit
Jiggy Man dumbass got hit
That's word to my mother they never did shit
Like, smokin' on UE, Budda, Quado
Tell the Bridge to pick up a stick
Like three other deaths, they got put in a spliff
They know RPT niggas be on that shit
And I'm tryna pack me a OY, I still be searchin' for Jiggys
Family first so we see the Flockas,
the Charlie don't hit without Benji
It's like, how many dead niggas do y'all got?
Free the guys, they score like a wock
He jack YGK, he get put in a box
I told Remma, "Just let off some shots"
I know Gunna gone aim for your top
Like, we got a million opps, so we need a million chop's
Told Gz, "Don't crash, we ain't stoppin' for cops"
And they keep on dissin' my block (Like how?)
Like who got touched? Like who got shot?
And I fell in love with my chop'
And that's word to YGz, we be fuckin' y'all thots
Thats on bro he get shot if he talkin' on Kelly
And I hope that I catch him with Kelly
Like, smokin' on Country, that shit got me deady
Ride the O, we put dick in her belly
Niggas talk on the net but they know we don't lack
Mista don't got the pole, he get stabbed
If he jackin' OGz, he get shot in his back
AJ lucky that he not a pack
Nigga Tdot my brodie, go 50-for-50
DThang spot em, then make 'em get jiggy
Spot a Flocka, let shots going past up the sitchy
Better not run, you gon end up like Ricky
Spin the Rey and we lookin' for Scotty
Miss the flock 'cause they talk on Woo Lotti
I keep a .30, can't wait to catch Notti
And DThang off 30's, he look like a zombie
Fuck Jah Loc, know he restin' in piss
Smokin' on Smelly, got poked in his ribs
Benji died tryna spin with no tints
Nigga RB got hit up and what have y'all did?
Bolly Rock, a bitch and he ran on his bitch
Catch TG, I'ma up it and blick'
Remember brodie had both of they wifes in the crib
That's on bro, he made both of 'em hit
EK sister got shot and he still wanna rap beef
If that was me, would have been in patakies
Niggas dissin' but we puttin' niggas on black tees
He got hit 'cause he tryna act flashy
I'ma start it like where I left off at
Bitch I'm back in the field where my dawgs at
Every opp shot, catch (Shh), I'ma off that
Every opp shot, he get left like a floor mat
And what's up with these new niggas rappin'?
Grab a gun and go get to some action
We shoot movies, we ain't with the actin'
Fuck green baby, we do all the packin'
Like, DThang my brother, I'm takin' that risk, like
Y'all just cappin, ain't catchin' no hits, like
Roscoe got beat, he got beat out his kicks, like
Milly Wop got beat with his stick like
OY, OGz but they never on nothin'
Catch BlockWork, we sendin' a dozen
He stay dissin' my block but that boy steady bluffin'
Up on CJ, don't care if we cousins
Like, we still on that shit like it's RPT buggin'
Like, Benji got shot in his (Shh)
Like Diddy got shot in his (Shh)
And UE got shot in his muffin
Stop cappin' and really get up wit' me
Spin y'all block and we doin' it comfortably
Y'all gon' cap but y'all really look up to me
Dougie got shot and he still in recovery
But y'all know what we usually do
Scream OY, told Roofie to boom
Like, Bando my brother, he know what to do
Stunna he geekin', that boy be home soon
Every spot I was in, that's on bro I was livin' (On bro)
Say he touch me, he gotta be shittin' (You stupid?)
Niggas get hit and they wanna play victim (Like, like)
Pick them guns and I'll make 'em start snitchin'
Suck my dick
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Don't run, don't run
Yo, it's that DThang nigga
Make it get jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard?
Ayo, it's that Bando nigga
RIP Woo
It's that Tdot nigga, grrt, boom-boom-boom
(Yo, LLB for life)
Yo, RIP Rah
RIP
Every opp shot
Suck my dick