Συντελεστές
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moni gz
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Hound
Songwriter
Tsuruda
Songwriter
Jay5ive
Songwriter
_meenman_
Composer
Hesonfyer
Composer
TQRFLEKX
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Clark Reichard Babbitt
Mixing Engineer
Στίχοι
(If Pirus and Crips all got along)
(They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song)
(Seem like the whole city go against me) grrah, grrah
(Every time I'm in the street, I hear) yawk, yawk, yawk, yawk
****, when I up better get out the — (get out the)
I'm on that block, I was dumpin' my G, wasn't leavin' with nothin', they think I'm insane
I'm on fourth if you feelin' a way, they started throwin', went out with a bang
Bro kept on playin' like Ghost
Bro kept on playin' like Ghost but he throwin' like Cane
Let off two out the deuce, it was strange
Brodie annoyin' me, I'm throwin' pain
I-I done been everywhеre wearin' my chain
Don't get EMS, ain't no patiеnt
I told brodie to hop out, get busy
Ask what I do, bro emerged, he was with me
Bullets is flyin' like birds
Bullets is flyin' like boy number 12 on the Grizzlies
Word to bro, I get busy
Bend through that block with the Glock, I threw fifty
****, you wasn't there on that block late night, word to bro
I was totin' my sitchy
Like, Gotti Blu wanna diss on my deads? Spin through the Sev', tryna send him to Rippy, ****
Like, Thunder Bklu, word to bro got me fessed
He couldn't see **** covers was pissy?
Bend through the block, I threw one in the head
If bro tell me, "Flick," then I flick 'til it's empty
Citi bike for the drill, I threw 'Dot on the pegs
And we tryna spin on that block 'til we dizzy
Ldot caught a shot, **** died on the bench
Like, they don't get back, not for none of them ****
Now, you know we don't fuck with them ****
I see them in person, I up on them ****
Grrah, grrah, like I got a gun
So tell me, like why would I run from you ****?
Like, word to my dead, I been outside for months
And I did not run into none of you ****
Like, don't make me jump out and dump on you ****
Put the beam on his back and have fun with you ****
I could bend through that block, throwin' ten at you ****
Like how many I threw at you bumblebee ****?
If I ain't out totin' on G then my 'ooter got it, no it can't run with me
A-ask brodie, you know I keep a gun with me
T-two opp thots, tryna have fun with me
Bro, it jammed up, I was throwin', the shit stopped workin' and I think she was done with me
Think I'm a rapper, ****, come see what's up with me
If you go against us, might as well off yourself, **** (grrah, grrah, boom)
****, when I up better get out the — (get out the)
I'm on that block, I was dumpin' my G, wasn't leavin' with nothin', they think I'm insane
I'm on fourth if you feelin' a way, they started throwin', went out with a bang
Bro kept on playin' like Ghost
Bro kept on playin' like Ghost but he throwin' like Cane
****, when I up better get out the — (get out the)
I'm on that block, I was dumpin' my G, wasn't leavin' with nothin', they think I'm insane
I'm on fourth if you feelin' a way, they started throwin', went out with a bang
Bro kept on playin' like Ghost
Bro kept on playin' like Ghost but he throwin' like Cane
(It's the fuckin' Sweeps, you heard?)
(Bitches get switched when they come in the spot, like, word to bro)
(Y'all know my body, you heard?)
(I'll be home, real real soon) Keep bein' it, kid
Grrah, grrah, boom
Written by: Hesonfyer, Jay Hound, Jay Wires, Jay5ive, TQRFLEKX, Tsuruda, _meenman_