Tip Off (feat. Young Silance)

Attention (Salute) Or shoot (Tell the Captain call his troops) Noc Gang got the juice (We got 'em runnin' like a kick-off) We get it jumpin' round this bitch just like a TIP-OFF (My side, they slide through) If they ride, we ride too (Attention) Salute (Or shoot) Tell the Captain call his troops (YBG we got the juice) Got em runnin' like a kick-off (We get it jumpin' in this bitch just like a Tip-Off) My side, they slide through (They ride, we ride too) Brown bag and a Ziploc, M dot on the clock like tick-tock (hey) Wrist rock til the shit lock, John Rocker on the block when I pitch rocks Like base heads for it when his shit drop For the love of the money, the Moola, Dinero, the legal tender You see it's simple, dollar signs or don't even enter Get ya whole team whacked for the greenbacks really Slick wit a hoe, better know, That ya boy Makk Milly put this third leg in her Slang wood 'til a bitch got splinters, Runnin' to the dick like a track team sprinter N-O-C la famila be the clique Either wit' us or against us, suck a barrel, eat a clip It's the M-A, two K's, both wit' 30 round mags Let these bitches talk beef they get toe tags And the coroner can fill a few mo' bags Mother made 'em, mother fuck 'em, I don't trust 'em, my intention N-O-C for life if I ain't mention can I please have yo (Attention) Salute (Or shoot) Tell the Captain call his troops (YBG we got the juice) Got em runnin' like a kick-off (We get it jumpin' in this bitch just like a Tip-Off) My side, they slide through (They ride, we ride too) Attenion (Salute) Or shoot (Tell the Captain call his troops) Noc Gang got the juice (We got 'em runnin' like a kick-off) We get it jumpin' round this bitch just like a TIP-OFF (My side, they slide through) If they ride, we ride too Game time from the tip off My clique raw Bitch tell me what it hit fo? Slick talk leave a nigga wit a bent jaw You do not switch it up on yo niggaz dats law (Aye) You don't want no problems I promise Wit microphone I'm Jeffrey Dahmer You niggaz is pussy And I'm not gon play wit you cats like my name Carson Palmer The game don't change, jus the names do We don't change for the change dats what lames do I don't pay for a thang, boy I ain't you Never been a Kappa but I show you what the cane do Salute to the Bosses To get where we at do you know what it costs us? Do you know the exhaustion? We been grindin our ass off at epic proportions Me and Makk Milly blowing back Phillie's Got a couple hoes smart mouths but that ass silly They'll bust it open for a gram and a bottle Take a couple pics, Instagram she a model Say she never did it but I swear da bitch swallow Didn't even give her a follow Either salute me or shoot me My niggaz be back on tomorrow wit hollows Attention (Salute) Or shoot (Tell the Captain call his troops) Noc Gang got the juice (We got 'em runnin' like a kick-off) We get it jumpin' round this bitch just like a TIP-OFF (My side, they slide through) If they ride, we ride too (Attention) Salute (Or shoot) Tell the Captain call his troops (YBG we got the juice) Got em runnin' like a kick-off (We get it jumpin' in this bitch just like a Tip-Off) My side, they slide through (They ride, we ride too)