[ Featuring Screwly G ]
(Big Oz on the keyboard and shit)
Come on, yeah (yo, Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
Free my hood, nigga, f*ck your hood, nigga
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga
Tell the opps post they side, we gon' pull up and kill all they ass (alright)
For real
I tell 'em, niggas not f*ckin' with us
He catch a shot from this Glock, he ain't gettin' back up (yeah)
Drop your dot right now, we finna pull up since your dumb ass think you tough
Stop tryna talk money to me, I'm up like three hundred plus, you don't got enough
Every time that I come through spinnin', I hit somethin' up, so niggas can't say it's luck
When I catch that nigga, I'm killin' whoever he with, I promise I don't give a f*ck
Bounce out, I'm hittin' him up, he couldn't even up his gun 'cause his shit got stuck
We pulled up with Dracs and switches, he knew it was over, the nigga ain't even try to duck
I ride with my shit in my hand, that nigga a goofy, he ride with his shit in the trunk
You better not be shakin' your ass tryna get you some gas
That's how you get left at the pump (dumbass)
Screwly said, "Von, go get him," he know how I'm comin', he know I'ma chase him and dump
You know we fiend for murder, f*ck nigga fall, then you know his dumb ass f*cked (grrah)
Soon as we bounced out on him, he knew it was over, we hit his dumb ass up
Soon as he heard that switch, his bitch ass flinched, still got his dumb ass struck (grrah)
Soon as his got shot, he dropped his pipe, dumbass couldn't even up (dumbass)
Nigga had dissed my dog, same night got shot, nigga couldn't run or duck
Soon as we spinned that block, I dropped my mask, they ain't even know it was us
Niggas tryna beef with us, ain't got no hats, that got his dumb ass touched (okay)
Soon as we get the drop, we don't never wanna wait, we just jump in the strike and rush
Okay, last nigga dissed on the gang got turned to a game
We turned his ass to a blunt (dumbass, his dumb ass)
Tell them niggas come outside, I'm tired of slidin'
Been spinnin' they shit for a month (come outside)
Chase his ass down, hit his ass all in his head
Then kick his shit like a punt (come here, come here)
We caught his goin' on break, he ain't get to eat
Caught his ass tryna get lunch (his dumb ass)
Run up on me, your dumb ass gon' get shot
I'm too rich to be throwin' a punch (for real)
Baby, this an SRT, lil' Three doggin' the Jeep
Make this bitch do stunts (come on)
Lil' C doggin' the Jeep all down they street, we on they shit doin' stunts
Can't catch a nigga at the store or get us a lo', f*ck it, we just gon' hunt (we hunt)
Soon as we spin that block, we catch us a face, we turn his ass to Runtz (to weed)
Caught a nigga comin' out the store tryna eat some chips, dumbass died tryna munch (his dumb ass)
We out spinnin', it's like 12 p.M., we caught a nigga at brunch (his dumb ass)
Two opps dead, they was a DOA, they ain't even get to blow they gun (shit)
I love when the opps shoot back, let's bang out, that make this shit more fun (okay, come on)
Von tryna bounce out the car while 12 on the block, man, his ass so dumb (my dumb ass)
Pulled up two cars deep, box him right in
He ain't even get the chance to run (okay, his dumb ass)
Brand new glizzy, switch on the back of this bitch, I need to go find me a drum
Before I come out as a rat, I'll kill myself, nigga, I'll cut off my tongue
Hit his ass all in his chest, he would've been dead, but my dumb ass missed his lung
.45 hit his chest, but he ain't die, bro dumb ass missed his lungs (my dumb ass)
Bounce out blowin', jerk this bitch real loud, nigga thought he heard a bomb (okay)
Opps ain't gettin' no money and sharin' clothes (they broke ass)
Broke-ass niggas some bums (for real)
They wanna know 'bout the opps we shot
Can't count on hands, it's more than a ton (you can't)
For real, nigga
It's more than a ton, I'll get the name of these niggas
These niggas so f*ckin' dead, this shit don't make no sense, on my dead homie
Free my hood, nigga, f*ck your hood, nigga
Tell the opps post they side
We gon' pull up and kill all they ass, nigga, for real
