[Dudeylo, Edot Babyy & DD Osama] Suck my dick, nigga Grrah It´s that Dudeylo nigga, suck my dick, you heard? Every opp shot
Ayo Dudey´, pass me the fuckin´ knocks (Ahh) Grrah (Ahh)
[DD Osama & Dudeylo] I´m wit´ Roscoe, and he totin´ the knocker He get shot if he throw up a Flocka Spin through the Sev, we yellin´, ´We got one" (Rrah-rrah)
[Dudeylo] Like, you can shot if you talkin´ on Notti Lee, Gas, Bobby Blay, Rip, Nazzy Spin to his grave just to dig up his body Play your block, don´t die right there We know where you at, we gon´ slide right there Shot after shot, throw nine right there He got hit for throwin´ up shots right there
Ayo Paco, why the fuck is you sayin´ my name? Like, you don´t take risks for your gang You a bitch, stop chasin´ the fame Nigga passed through ya´ block and you ain´t do a thing That´s on bro, I was takin´ a trip Ayo Dami, you know what I did That was me, in OG, you coulda´ performed But instead, you was duckin´ ya´ wig Benz, J.O, Matt, kick It´s like so many names in my spliff And tell, Shh, to go pick up his face Hop out, now it´s time to play chase Switchin´ on me, shit sprayin´ like mace, rrah-rrah-rrah And brodie told me, "Don´t stop, keep rappin´" Notti died, I was hurtin´, real sadness And they know on that block, I was blackin´
Me and DD, you can ask on what happened Like, fuck all black, do a drill in some fashion Fuck Lee, nigga gone like magic
[DD Osama] Yo Dudeylo, let´s spin through they block Tryna put a Gunna on his top DayDay in public, send shot after shot Call up [Pezo?], you know that´s the rock, grrah I bet Ddot gon´ get if I tell ´em On the block, tryna flick every petal Spin through the Sev, tryna flock at a revel, grrah Actin´ lit, now they all showin´ faces Free the bros up top, fightin´ cases Like, my niggas all rap, same paces So many opps got hit, can´t name ´em, like
[Sugarhill Ddot] I just threw, Dudey wit´ me, he totin´ a chop Try to run up and you know I´ma flock Ayo Roscoe, who that? If he say the wrong thing, he get shot in his back Ayo Melly, you a bum Stop puttin´ my name in y´all track When I see you, I´m lettin´ it clap I´m smokin´ on Rah, he went out in a pack No cap, can´t go out like Ray He a bitch, he got shot in his face When we spin through the Two we ain´t leavin´ no trace See a opp, swear I´ma up it and flame Talkin´ on Notti, you know he get shot Smokin´ MS, got put in a box
[Dudeylo] "Ahhh", that´s what you heard when he got shot Hang out the V, tryna dump at his mata I can´t wait ´til I catch me a Flocka What you know about bendin´ that block? Me and bro two deep wit´ two knocks Shot after shot, opp after opp Keep clickin´, I tell ´em, "Don´t stop"
[DD Osama] We the face of the city Catch Mali, we do ´em like Rippy Stop sayin´ our names in y´all tracks Lotti, Rah, packed
[Sugarhill Ddot, Dudeylo & DD Osama] It´s lil´ Ddot, you know that I´m back Hang out the V, tryna click off a Makk
Matt, Lotti, Ray Rippy, Nazzy, Blay Like, Kurt, got shot in his face Try to run up, you know I´ma spray
[Edot Babyy] Rah got clapped in the whip, nobody did shit When we spin through the Two´s, who bitchin´? I´m off the hit I´m smokin´ on Rite, lil´ boy get to see the light Try to run up, nigga, I don´t fight SevSideK, y´all just for the hype, fact Yo DD, get ´em Hop out the V, lil´ bro won´t miss ´em Shots to they bod´, I bet he go missin´ Back out the cane, you know I´ma blitz ´em
[Roscoe G] Like, how can I go out like He went out like a bitch How many niggas done died on they strip? Tweak on the beat, tryna make this a hit, like When you run into me, what you gon´ do? Sped back, tryna do ´em like Lu, grrah-grrah Like, Kee and Gaddy That´s two opps that went out badly Lotti screamed, "Please don´t stab me", grrah Lotti screamed, "Please don´t stab me", like, like
[Jstar Balla] Grrah, grrah, like Don´t you think, I got a stick Talkin´ on Notti, get hit in ya´ shit, like DD wit´ me told ´em, "Pass me the grip", like
Like, all these dead niggas in a spliff Like, glah, where they at? Late night, tryna spin through the Jack Like, get low, in a stat And she on my body, she know that I´m Mat Next nigga talk hot, I´ma to lose it If he talkin´ on Notti get lit like a loosie She on my body, she want me to do her In the back of the V, she gon´ gimme medula Bend through they block so we gotta manuever