Ayo, suck my dick, it′s that Nesty Floxks, nigga (grrah-grrah)
Ziggy on the keyboard, lil' bitch (grrah-grrah)
GrrahGrrah
Geek, geek, geek, geek, we gon′ spin through the bridge, leave 'em in the river- (grrah-grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
Lil' Blay got packed, Jiggy Man, you a rat (like)
Smokin′ on Bobby, this shit got me smacked (like)
Blitz through the front, brodie blitz through the back (like)
Like Milly got beat, then turned to a rat, like (grrah-grrah)
We gon′ bend his block, like (grrah-grrah)
We gon' catch an opp (opp)
I cannot wait ′til I see Kay Flock (like, what?)
Keep talkin' on bro, he get beat like a box, like
Ayo, Nesty, there go a opp, and his friend, and his bestie (grrah-grrah)
Nesty totin′ Sally, I got Becky
We catch an opp, then we blitzin' him heavy (like, what?)
Smelly died, he got poked in his belly
JB and Blay, the Bobby got me deady
AB got chops, so who blitzin′ the telly? (blitzin' the what?)
JB got shot and got left by the deli (the deli)
Get to clickin' ′til that nigga hit (grrah)
Spin in them tints, on bro, get flipped (get flipped)
I keep a knock, and it stay on the hip
Spin through the Mitch, tryna catch us a Crip
If brodie got five, I got ten in the clip (grah)
I bet he run if his gun don′t click (don't click)
Jiggy Man, how you rat on the bitch?
You was shoot or get shot, you got hit and then snitched, like
We gon′ bend his block, like (like)
We gon' catch an opp
Catch Zay Munna, get beat with the chop
If you blitz on a Gunna, y′all niggas is popped (8oh-8oh)
I'll get to clickin′ 'til he drop (grrah-grrah, 8oh-80h)
Spin through the Sev, tryna catch us a Flocka (grrah-grrah)
Fuck top 5, I'm top 1 shotta (grrah-grrah)
Smokin′ on Marky (what?), mix it with the grabba, like (Pokey)
Hold on, man these niggas is soft (grrt)
Spin through the 3rd, we uppin′ that torch (at all)
Catch me a Munna, we show no remorse (Like, what?)
We gon' keep clickin′, that lil' nigga gone (boom-boom-boom)
Lil′ Thunder a bitch, stop makin' these songs (grrah, grrah)
Hop out the V, we just let it boom (what?)
That′s on bro, send him to the Lord (gang)
Milly a rat, got beat by the store
Wait, and they still ain't get back (grrah)
Yus got a Glock, so I got a strap
Spin through the 8, you ain't makin′ it back (grrt)
We on the set, where them lil′ niggas at? (grrah-grrah, boom)
Couple of my opps got hit in they back
Wait, I will never lack
Word to my mother I'm always on 50
I got me a pole, what the fuck is a blick- (gang)
At the 4th of July, this shit could get litty (gang)
We screamin′, "8oh" she poppin' her titty
I need to blitz on them lil′ niggas, feel me? (8oh)
They know that the Gzz is runnin' the city
You fuck with my gang, you get hit in your kidney (what?)
Hold on, and that′s word to my dead
Say how you want it, I said what I said
Bro got attempts so he had to fled, like (shh)
We gon' bend that block (grrah), like
We gon' air some shots
Catch Kay Flock, he get hit with this Glock (gang)
For Scottie2Hottie, I′m makin′ it hot (grrah)
Hop out, two Glocks, we gon' clear out the block (grrah-grrah, Grrah)
I got a beam, she give me the drop (grrah)
Hold on, he got left at the stop (grrah)
DOA-K and we makin′ it hot (grrah-grrah, boom)
Fuck all the opps, they ain't never do shit (stupid)
Got the gun on my waist, that′s a grip
I see an opp in the spot, then it's lit (grrt)
Spot a Third, that′s a opp in a spliff
Melly be buggin', hoppin' out the whip (stupid)
Listen, yeah, it′s real, keep a stick
Me and my niggas hoppin′ out the whips (grrt)
Listen, spot an opp, better not miss
Me and bro Jah tryna' catch a hit
Why? ′Cause pussy niggas always diss
How is they talkin', mans in a spliff
And your other mans just got hit
Better go and get up on that shit
Pussy nigga, get up out the mix
And we shootin′ at big bros, too
Caught JO, should've been a hit
We gon′ bend that block (8oh-80h), like
We gon' catch an opp
Catch Zay Munna, get beat with the chop, like
We gon' bend that block, like
We gon′ catch an opp, like
We gon′ bend that, grrah
We gon' bend that block, like
We gon′ bend that block
Man suck my dick, it's that Rah Gzz, nigga, man, don′t come to my block in that V, man
Y'all know it′s in the coat, stupid
Man, fuck the coat, y'all know it's in the pants, shorts, whatever, nigga
Slide through with .13s and berettas (Only thing that I fuckin tote)
Only thing that I tote
Catch a body, nigga lay low (at all)
Thats on bro, I′d never fold (gang, gang, gang)
Who up-who up, who up-who up (gang, gang, gang)
Nigga just check that score (gang, Gang, gang)
Told Kha send him to the lord (gang, gang, gang)
Stay clutch ′fore leavin that store, like
And we gon keep spinin till they all die
Call up Dolo, he pop out with a Four Five
Bro ask God I'ma big nine
And free all the real out here doin′ real time
And since 13 been wartime
Smooch calling me, man I had to decline
Only call up, when I need mines and only call up when I need mines
And who been makin them highlights?
Five Star movies, though we don't fight night
Who be quick to back out they pipe
Bad lil bitch, lightskin, thats my type
We make movies like Twilight
And we make movies like Twilight
Graah, look, look, look
And why is yall takin on Eli
Bday got hit got hit, Adot got hit
Bend through that block and we rewind
