[Intro]
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, Grrah (AR!)
Lee Drilly, Lee Drilly
Grraaah, grrah, grrah, boom
Like?
What?
Me and [?] say?
What?
Me and [?] say?
WHAAT?
Gang
Gang, gang, gang, Lee Drilly
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
94Gz no Gz like these you heard, jack B's, jack bigger B's, drop my shit we gon' let it squeeze (Fuck the flocks, EB fucking K all O's shot)
Look, Look, listen
[Chorus]
Mans died, but they really don't care (At all)
Still ain't going to they side, click it 'til it jam (Boom, Boom, Boom)
They only worried about they career (Like what?)
Only jack dead mans so they can switch (So they can WHAAT?)
Now all of you needed it's here
I deliver 'em packs, it's coming everywhere
Keep a pole so you're better not dead (Boom, boom)
We blickin' that bitch, wе just making it clear (Boom, boom boom, boom)
Mans died, but they rеally don't care (At all)
Still ain't going to they side, click it 'til it jam (Click 'til it jam)
They only worried about they career
Only jack dead mans so they can switch (So they can WHAAT?)
Now all of you needed it's here
I deliver 'em packs, it's coming everywhere
Keep a pole so you're better not dead (Blick 'em, Boom, boom)
We blickin' that bitch, we just making it clear (Boom, boom boom, boom)
[Verse]
And I'm just a man in a mission (On bro)
I don't hear what you saying, nigga, I ain't with it
[?] get straight down to bussiness (On bro)
I play game with the opps, a friendly competition
[?] the first wanna hit 'em
If I leave, double lit, so I can lift 'em
Keep a toy 'til they [?] spliffin'
And I just get to kill, nigga, that's the difference
I'm a gangster, baby I can't love you (At all)
I'm allergic to cops so I cannot cuddle
So the most I can do is just is touch you
I know how you like it, pour it, when I fuck you
After that, we cannot cuddle (At all)
Because I'm in the streets, baby, I can't trust you
I said after that, we cannot cuddle
Because I'm in the streets, baby, I can't trust you
We can talk about drugs, 'cause I sold that
We can talk about streets, but they know I told that
After I get in on my own fact
Say "Fuck silver spoon" then ask "Where the gold at?"
Throw a shot every pedal, we stole that
.45 holdin' six, throwin' deadies, we stole that
The opps be lyin' with they broke ass
Free 007, driller known to hold that
They way I see it is like Gryphon on top
'Cause there's only two Jets on my block
And not one of them died to a opp
But ask how they "Hey, what's up" and niggas drop
Running for white, jack it to the box
Stylin' for Stylez, niggas know my bop
For y'all too, forever sendin' shots
DG, should've never stopped
Y'all rappers, don't get it confused (Whoopty)
I done did everything, they tell me to do
So I'm chilling when I gotta proof (What?)
You will all go down with one false move
So don't try to play it, be a fool (He dead, he dead)
'Cause it ain't no game in live if you lose
Free MB, all he know is shoot
I go coo' with the .40, the fuck is it you?
They get pressed, 'cause they know what I do
Send a demon, all black, he following you
Masked up, they don't know is E-wuu (E-wuu)
He won't say a word, all you'll hear is boom (Whoopty)
If they chase it, take it to the moon
I was tottin' that pole when you was going to school
And I wasn't following rules, 'cause I'm done playing normal, I'm shaking the room
And they'll walk through a chase and we take 'em (At all)
Get a body, it means, the one of us make it
And we cut them niggas, right statement
'Cause you gotta be a dick before you turn that basement
I get caught, and I never would say shit
Free MB, nobody gon' shake 'em
I ain't eat no pussy but they think I'm playing
Seen a [?], baby I'm Jamaican (What?)
And for Rah, forever we bending (R.I.P Rah)
We done got back for Dummy, that's no need to mention (Like, like)
They spin on yo' block like you send 'em
And we went to the block while y'all went to detention
And all these hoes to pay attention
Fucking the opps ain't gon' teach us a lesson
But I'm 'bout to vibe so that's 20k presents
They got too many deads, but they decide to tensions
[Chorus]
Mans died, but they really don't care (Like what)
Still ain't going to they side, click it 'til it jam (Like how?) (JAAM)
They only worried about they career (WHAAT?)
Only jack dead mans so they can switch (Just that they can switch)
Now all of you needed it's here
I deliver 'em packs, it's coming everywhere
Keep a pole so you're better not dead
We blickin' that bitch, we just making it clear
Mans died, but they really don't care
Still ain't going to they side, click it 'til it jam
They only worried about they career
Only jack dead mans so they can switch
Now all of you needed it's here
I deliver 'em packs, it's coming everywhere
Keep a pole so you're better not dead
We blickin' that bitch, we just making it clear
[Outro]
(YAHH, everybody shot, you heard?)
*unintelligible* (Is that Lee Drilly nigga)
(Up 4, you get up'd with da' 9)
(94Gz no Gz like these you heard)
(Jack B's, jack bigger B's, drop my shit we gon' let it squeeze)
(Mr. Hop Out Right There and Get 'Em)
(Mr. The Reason Yo' Mama Tell You "Don't Stare at That Corner" nigga)
(Grrah, grrah)
(Grrah, grrah, boom)
