[Verse 1: Mdot 59]
Niggas not gettin' wavy, they spinnin' for pics
Niggas dissin' the dead, better stay out the mix
McKinley on dick, and they flickin' they wrist
Every time someone die niggas jack it's a civ
My 'ooter on court wit' the ball, like to blitz
Pop on dick, nigga lucky we missed
D's on dick, had to switch up the fit
If she dance in that vid, I'ma throw on the bitch
Citizens bangin', like, we the ones causin' arrangements
Niggas who's wanted start writin' them statements
They know what it come wit', they better keep-
Baby Bino on dick, go get back for the Makk
Niggas linkin' wit' LIP and thе JAG, like
We put belt to thеy ass
Double B, Bino and Benzo the gas
Like, they know why we tappin' our backs
They keep cappin' in raps, so let's talk all the facts
Niggas linkin' wit' niggas tryna jack every pack
Everyone that they linked we made duck from the gat
Like, go get back for they mans
JAG on dick, made 'em duck from the tan
Quai was too slow, couldn't run to the Lam
He took one to the top, where the fuck was his mans?
Like, all we had was a deuce-deuce, we made it last
Couldn't fit double hands, had to work on my craft
Couldn't tote on my hip, had to throw on a-
FOE on my back, this shit deeper than rap
Been slidin' and drillin' before I could rap
Been throwin' on Makks before I was Hat
48'ed the KODs, had to walk up and-
I grew up on my own, never needed a dad
[Verse 2: Woddy]
Niggas know who be stompin' and do it the best
I couldn't tote in my Mike's, had to throw on my Tech
This shit gettin' wack, they ain't playin' they 'jects
We was spinnin' they block, like who got next?
Wit' the Rippy, you know he flockin' for X
In the bitty, you know he play he get left
Brodie Q50, I'm feelin' like Jeff
When I got to the Kreeps, I was shootin' like Steph
I ain't come for a leggy, I came for the kill
Floater drivin', know that he takin' the wheel
Bro hit the left, and I came from the right, and we left in the middle
I'm feelin' like Phil
Citi Bike demon, when I'm on a bike can't stop for the light, tryna go for the kill
When I'm in the V, gotta watch for the D's
Gotta watch how I bop when I'm totin' the steel
Wanna be me? Go on a drill
Free bro, he tryna get a appeal
Love little bro, he remind me of me
If you wanna be blood, gotta make sumn' spill
I was just in the spot, Nazzy B off the wock
When we post in the block, gotta keep it concealed
When you get in that station, better not squeal
Gotta park on the Nich' 'cause the D's on the hill
[Verse 3: Mhady2hottie]
They know what we do, we run the whole city
Better just call us the TND villains
Bro caught a B, he wasn't excited
He said he want more, nigga he wasn't finished
If I call up H3, PG and Sticky and Wick then I promise you, you gon' be finished
I say most of those names 'cause most of the time, those be the niggas that's wit' me that's clickin'
And it's still free Bop, they know how he get wit' the chop
We had niggas duckin' in they buildin'
When I'm in that ride, I ain't tryna leave niggas alive
Man the reaper he don't got no feelings
And they know I'm still ballin' for five, I don't play about mine
Game time, nigga this ain't a scrimmage
DP dead, he can't drive
He'd still be alive, but niggas make the wrong decisions
And he better not scream Ewokk, 'cause we'll get everyone shot
T-They like "Mhaddy you movin' too hot"
I don't care, niggas actin' like sumn' they not
