[Intro: Boss Top]
Brrt
Yeah
Stretch Gang, all that
(Talk to 'em, Ayo)
Get Back Gang, all that
You already know, OTF shit, man
(OTF, run that shit back)
[Verse 1: Boss Top]
Ain't running no candy sto' (What?)
So a nigga bet' not think shit sweet (Sweet)
'Cause I got a Glock on me (Brrt)
Keep that bitch more than my ID (ID)
Fuck nigga gon' R.I.P. (Dead)
Pussy nigga D-I-E (Yeah)
Headshot like D-I-P (Yeah)
When a nigga hit the ground, he gon' bite the street (Baow)
[Verse 2: King Von]
These niggas hoes, I don't never see 'em (I don't)
Catch him, we gon' no ID them (Boom, boom)
Got his addy from his dumbass BM (Uh-huh)
And she ain't know it, I was in that DM (Damn, damn)
This Tooka smoking and I hate to be him
Shoot, slide, to AM-PM (Boom, boom)
That nigga snoozin', we gon' re-awake him
Them bullets hit him, got to breakin' his limbs (Boom, boom)
[Verse 3: Prince Dre]
Nigga better not play with me (Haa), I got killers up in the sky (Haa)
Savage and HK with me (Haa), I don't think a nigga wanna die (Haa)
Murder, bitch, I come from the Drive (Haa), how we murder risin'
Where they lurkin' and they homicidin'
Bodies fallin', you can hear the sirens
Put him in the dirt, play the violins (Haa)
The killers on the loose, ayy
I be in the streets with the robbers and the killers with me too
Stretch Gang put him on the news (Baow)
I remember runnin' through the Woodlawn tryna play duck, duck, shoot (Baow, baow, baow)
I remember war with the opps, callin' Von, tell him "Get me out the school", haa
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