[ Featuring MAF Teeski, Nolimit Faro ]
Hold on, okay, for real
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
Okay, nigga (for real, for real)
Hold on, slow this bitch down, unlock my door, I'm finna swing this bitch (I'm finna bounce on him)
Dude ass died eatin' chips comin' out of the store, I know you seen that shit (his bitch ass)
I was chasin' him down, bullets was hittin' his body
The nigga was sayin' he quit (the nigga said, "I quit," shit)
Tryna jump in the streets and you don't know shit 'bout the beef
Your ass gon' die too quick (you dumbass)
Put the Ten M down, had to go pick up my nine, that bitch got too much kick (for real)
Just money on clothes, should've went and bought him a gun, his dumb ass died in Ricks
Your dumb ass was likin' his pictures
Now you gotta get it, you put yourself in the mix (you dumbass)
Just got a lo' on the opps, call up Faro, we finna pick up Slick (I'm finna go get 'em)
Bitch, I got my name from robbin' niggas
And shootin' this bitch 'til it click (for real, go ask)
Got a switch on the back, put me a grip on the front
So I'm holdin' this bitch when it glitch (so I'm shootin' this bitch when it glitch, brrt)
If we like it, we take it, please don't come 'round fakin', talkin' to snatch your kit (okay)
Don't be ridin' 'round with your bitch or your kids, we killin' whoever you with (for real)
This how it go, Big Opp, slow this bitch down, I'm finna swing my door (alright)
Slick bounce out on left, I bounce out on the right (come on, come on)
His dumb ass think he low (alright, go)
Slick so thirsty to shoot, slow the f*ck down (slow down)
I'm tryna get up close (for real, alright)
He ain't see it comin', me and slick ran up dumpin', we left his shit on the floor (brrt, dumbass)
Swing my door
When shots get fired, everybody get low
Bail out the V, I'ma chase somethin' down, niggas duckin' and divin' all over the floor
Let me know if it's smoke 'cause we blow that the most
We killin' our opps and we f*ckin' they hoes
Twenty years old, but I'm somethin' like a vet, I been catchin' hats, but I want me some more
Got a drop on a nigga, finna pick up Von
We chasin' shit down, lil' nigga, don't run
He caught a face shot when he stepped out the door
But he couldn't shoot back 'cause he didn't have his gun
Roll up the opps, put them in the pack, I see 'em and kill 'em, I do it for fun
Big opp this and big opp that, they say they gon' kill me, they not on a crumb
I had a drac' and slick had a switch, we shot his ass up from his face to his arm
Von bailed out with an arp and finished him off, so I knew he was done
Von, swing that door, Slick, swing that door, I'ma swing my door, we gon' bail out blowin'
I f*cked his ho, Slick f*cked his ho, Von f*cked his ho, that lil' bitch goin'
Yeah, when we pull up, we don't shoot out cars, we swingin' doors (swingin' doors)
Bitch, what I tote up on my side'll turn you to a ghost (you know that)
I know why these niggas mad, 'cause Big Scoom poppin' shit the most (poppin')
No, we can't chill, whenever we get done f*ckin', bitch, you gotta go (bitch, you gotta go)
Yeah, you want smoke, then blow (blow)
Big 4K, them niggas hoes (niggas hoes)
Hit they shit with a button, you heard that, "brrt"
Soon as I swung my door (brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
We up in this, fin-fin, gloves, and mask, he scared to drop the lo' (gloves and mask)
We can donate money and guns (you know that)
To all my opps 'cause they ass poor (they ass broke)
Nah, I don't too much play with niggas
I'll get on your ass for crackin' a joke (for crackin' a joke, nigga)
You know I got big opp on my side with a button and Drac'
Nigga, watch your approach (button and Drac', watch your approach)
Yeah, yeah, you can catch a shot (you can catch a shot)
Two, three Glocks, ain't no more parole, I'm slidin' with my jocks (you know that)
I'm with von, if I tell him to, he gon' put you in a box (box 'em)
Swing that door, I'm steady tryna, but whole time, my shit was locked (f*ck)
Swing that door, the first nigga that got out blowin', it was big opp (bop)
I love choppers, every time you let off the Drac', you see a spark (grrah)
