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- Fuck the Gz, niggas never on shit, Bando got clipped and he ain't catch a hit
- Smokin' Dubskiii and Rah out the zip, with Mexi and Lotti, this shit gotta kick
- Kenzo Balla, I'm back on that shit, movin' immaculate, packin' a 5th
- Blast up, nigga got packed on the strip, roll new dead opp, laughin' and shit
- Keem dissin' me and now I'm sick, I'ma spin through the Hill, hit him in his shit
- Nigga broke, he never got no drip, if I spot him, it's lit, I'm uppin' the rip
- Everybody get shot when we spin, I'ma spin off a Perc', might throw more than ten
- Pray to God every time that I sin, I just hope he forgive me for sinning again
- Spin the Well and show him how the Glock work, I can't wait 'til I run into Blockwork
- Lotta niggas died, I know the opps hurt, since the one, they made about five shirts
- I'm on fifty, bitch, I'm dumping mines first
- Nigga died in a cab, he went out the worst
- Miss my 9, on bro, it's fuck the 41st
- I just bought another chop, so don't get murked
- And my body different when I'm off a Perc', I swear I just be ready to blitz
- Hit a opp and cross him off the list
- Caine keep shooting, this shit got a kick
- Stop the cap and go and catch a hit, he got hit in his stomach, thought it was his hip
- Every opp who dissin' could get clipped
- He gon' hate me if I see him slip
- Better get a gun 'cause it's that season
- Hittin' opps, we do it for a reason
- Lil' bro say he wanna see him bleedin'
- If I spot Lil' Spongy, I'ma leave him
- Talkin' on JB, I can't wait to see 'em
- When I shoot his lessons, I'ma teach him
- Keep on shooting 'til he on the street done
- Bitch, it's 5th to the Sev, we them demons
- We ran him down, know we flocked out the whip
- Lil' bro thirteen, say he flockin' to live
- If I don't got the knock, he get beat with a stick, like
- He try to run, hit that boy with the whip, like
- MBF, double O, bitch, I'm the drip, like
- Bullets gon' hit him, rearrange his shit, like
- Don't give a fuck if you Blood or you Crip, if you droppin' my shit then you bound to get hit
- Bro pop out the cut with a .30 and shit, start shootin' from deep like he Curry and shit
- Sippin' on Wock', vision blurry and shit, but don't try to front still sturdy with the grip
- Six shots let off, three niggas got hit, like
- It's a man down every time when we spin
- We up on the score and we don't count attempts, like
- Kaylo my brother, he taking that risk, like
- Speak on JB, then you taking that trip, like
- Now it's time to go spin, fuck a outfit, I'ma spin what I'm in
- Give a fuck 'bout no face, hope they remember it
- He got shot out the car, he couldn't see, windows tint
- TG flocked out the V, while he yellin' out, "Crip"
- All he heard was MB then that nigga got hit
- If a bitch bunny hop, tell us Ballas to spin, like
- Rah Rah got shot, left him slumped in the whip
- Lotti got poked, left him dead on the strip
- 'Lila got smoked, left her dead in a crib
- Juu Hef got beat with the hookah, oh shit
- KDub tried to run, but the fat nigga tripped
- Nobody outside, so Mex got spliffed
- Caine got me bussin' and tweakin' and shit
- All the opps dead, yeah, they restin' in piss
- Grrah, grrah
- I don't know who to trust on the bros, niggas movin' real funny
- Mix the Mexi with Dubski and Dummy
- He get shot if he hop like a bunny
- Nesty a bum and he don't got no money (Dubski)
- When I slide, better run or get clipped
- Whole block movin' tact' when we takin that trip
- Call up Kenzo, you know that's the drip
- When I spin through the 4s, I'ma up off the hip
- I know niggas prayin' that I slip, they gon' stay on they knees, tell 'em niggas suck dick
- I catch Richie, then he gettin' hit
- E4D doing bad, niggas ain't doin' sh'it
- And DaOoter nigga, he a bitch
- He keep losin' his mans and he just wanna diss
- If he move then it's lit, Keemy gon' up it and click it, hit him in his shit
- Got the knock on my hip, niggas be talkin' in songs but never caught a hit
- And Breezo a kid, plus he got shot and he still not rappin' what he live
- And the Wock' got me lit, smokin' on Rah, this shit bussin', bussin' out the zip
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