Like, grrah, like, every opp shot
Like, smokin' all deads
Grrah, like, bow, bow, bow
Grrah, grrah
D-DOAK, now them niggas is popped
Free Flock, heard he shot
Shoot off the peg, hit his head, then he drop
C-C-Hii dead, y'all ain't bending no blocks
He see the beam, got him duckin' his top
D-Dont run, throw a shot
Nazzy dead, JB was on FOX
We gon' step, we ain't tryna box
Ooter go kuu, he gon' slide with the knocks
Fuck EK, and I'm smokin' ya pops
Do 'em like Yellow, tryna get the drop
GBG, DOAK, I'm on hots
Big top shotta, catch a O and he drop
I'm with Scottie, she movin' too hot
I know AB The Jet, leave him dead off the wock
Free Rec, leave him stretched
I see A Boogie, bullets beat on his chest
I keep clicking till I'm going deaf
Big E4Rah, and it's still Free X
He keep runnin' till he outta breath
Deuce Five got kick, i'ma put it to test
Get to blitzin', gon' put him to rest
Free Mr. Shh, put a hole in his chest
Don't try to run, we gon' do 'em like X
Leave him dead on the drill, that was big EBS
Bobby did bad, and he went out the best
He was yellin' out, "Ma!" tryna run up the steps
E4Rah and he didn't even step
I'm wit' a VATO, let's spin through the Spect
Try to run, and I back out the tec
Bullets gon' hit 'em, from the right and the left
Brodie flick on the beam, get to blowin' like a ref
If you get it, I'm back, I ain't never left
I'm a demon, on bro I'ma step
Noah got kicked from the right to the left
Neck Tap Gang, now the pimp in distress
Diddy got bunned, send his ass to the rest
C-Hii, Charlie, Nazzy, X (And they dead, bow, bow, bow)
Grrah, grrah
D-DOAK, now them niggas is popped
Free Flock, heard he shot
Shoot off the peg, hit his head, then he drop
C-C-Hii dead, y'all ain't bending no blocks
He see the beam, got him duckin' his top
D-Dont run, throw a shot
Nazzy dead, JB was on FOX
We gon' step, we ain't tryna box
Ooter go ku, he gon' slide with the knocks
Fuck EK, and I'm smokin' ya pops
Do 'em like Yellow, tryna get the drop
GBG, DOAK, I'm on hots
Big top shotta, catch a O and he drop
I'm with Scottie, she movin' too hot
I know AB The Jet, leave him dead off the wock
Grrah, grrah
Every opp shot
Grrah, smokin' all deads, like
Grrah, niggas know who started this shit, like
Grrah