[Intro: Double G & Sleepy Hallow]
Woo, grrah
Shooter gang, M8V3N gang, shooter (Boom)
M8V3N gang, Shooter gang, M8V3N gang, shooter gang
M8V3N gang, Shooter gang, M8V3N gang, shooter gang
[Verse 1: Sleepy Hallow]
Whole gang got knocked (Lauky Beatz), free bro
Send shots in the—, in the spots, niggas give no fucks (No fucks)
Who block? Bend through friends, they with you, get shot
We just do it for the— (Traphouse Mob), we just do it for the cash bitch
Know that my niggas ain't average
Gotta, gotta stay where it's at (Rrah)
You ain't from here, come here, guarantee, you get clapped
We trap for the better, bitch (Gang, gang)
For the gang get yo' whole block wet up (Boom, boom)
Still Puma fits for the set up, no change, no gang, no let up (Rrah)
Bitch, I keep a pole (Gang)
Who that? No (Boom, boom)
I cannot fuck with no rat, rat
Strap for the lack, and we movin' so tac'
Hit that boy up, better pack a strap
Run up on who? No, not us (Bop, baow)
Fuck that, you gon' get left in the dust
Don't talk, no argue, straight
In the night don't walk too sus, lil' bro keep pole
Bet, new opp, let's go
We hit him if he move hot (Rrah), we shoot they call cops
On the block all day it was cruelty
Runnin' from truancy, this shit ain't new to me
My niggas do this, we back to back it
Flip on your block like a dirty mattress
Trap out the spot, keep the money packin'
Gang, gang (Rrah)
[Verse 2: Double G]
Get to the breesh
I am not wastin' no time with the treesh
You gotta cuff, but that bitch on a leash
Don't wanna talk, got that bitch on her knees, gang
You know the gang how we give it up (Gang)
Hollows, they hit him and rip him up (Boom, boom, boom)
Paramedics, pick him up
Gang, gang, gang
Is you suckin' or not? Don't wanna talk if it ain't 'bout the guap
I make a call, yellow tape on your block (Grrah)
Aim from the stick, try to duck, you get shot (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Watch him twirl when he drop (GDK)
Fifty shots in the Glock (Gang, gang)
Now he runnin' from shots (Woo, woo, woo)
Gang, gang, we do not fuck with the opposition (No)
Load up the Glocks, unlimited shots
Hit that boy up when his momma with him
She yellin', "Stop", but his body drop
Kings County got another victim (Grrah)
You should've listened (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
She gonna fuck with the gang, she fell in love with the treys (That lil' bitch)
She told me I gotta change, but I'm just stuck in my ways
[Verse 3: Sheff G]
Heard niggas chattin' 'bout that .23 shots, that me (Grrah)
Wonder why I hear talk 'bout that white chalk
Like who send shots, that's we, who bend blocks like us
Gltta baow, man down
Father, forgive me, I'm sinnin', I'm strikin' the fifth in hand
Like I'm in war, it's for killin' men
Packs that I flip, UPS, I'm deliverin'
Run up, what's your plan? Who got quicker hands?
Watch we bust the car right when you jump out (Baow, baow)
When I know your mans, homie blicky jammed
Still got stopped for cones as he jump out (Baow, baow)
He ain't screamin' out, "Yo, bro, shit" (Grrah)
Hollow tips echo, YOLO, YOLO (Woah, boom)
How much time has the fumble grips (Boom, boom)
Bodies bounce hit the floor like a Pogo, yo-yo (Grrah)
All get touched (Gang, gang), name one, save one
Everybody duck when the thing go
Tough man get crunched, know that I stay clutched
We ain't talkin' 'bout trunks when the MAC go (Gang, gang, gang)
Heard they spinnin' through, can't wait to get to you (What?)
Choppers hit noggins will switch up your attitude (Baow, baow)
Keep the Smith with me, bullets rip anything
Please don't let mommy or poppa get hit or two (Baow, baow)
[Verse 4: Sleepy Hallow]
So let me know, let me know, who got what? Nigga, who shot what? (Grrah)
Gotta tell them though, get the dough, niggas slip get hit, boy chop or drop (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
[Verse 5: Sheff G]
Talkin' out they mouth (What?)
Gang do walk-ups, Double G blitz see who talkin' now (Baow, baow)
Look who saucin' now (Baow)
Keep new fits and I keep full grip for the wildin' out
Steady hatin', I can't understand them
She went day reports soon as you brand them (Are you dumb?)
Remember nights, I'm riskin' all my chances
Who gon' what? We switchin' up the engine
[Verse 6: Double G]
I keep a Glock for the snakes (Baow)
Niggas be tuckin', your shooters be bluffin' (What?)
They talk, but they watch what they say (Boom, boom)
Sheff will peep out the drop where you stay (Boom, boom)
.40 spark on the ground where he lay (Grrah)
I'm a blessed big crip, said it rip in the spot, we gon' spazz out
Cash out (Cash out), I'ma show you what that cash 'bout
Money comin', I'm a cash cow (Gang, gang)
[Outro: Double G]
Grrah, grrah
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