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Let's get it, man (On cheedoe) Let's get it, man, ShytSplackGang, bitch (Fuck these niggas talmbout?) 'Cho, what's up, bro? Tooka Gang, bitch (On cheedoe, how you know?) Huh, free the guys (R.I.P. and free the guys, man, wop) How you know? Let's get it (Huh, huh, huh) I guess it's war with the police 'cause ain't no competition (Fuck tow truck) I fucked her face, then kicked her out and they ended up kissin' (Silly bitch) Just like lil' Steve when that .40 clucked him while he was pissin' (Boom, boom, boom, boom) It's Tutu Gang, bitch, we the motherfuckin' opposition (Gang, gang, gang, gang) I'm so BDK, CPDK, and TYMBK (On foe 'nem grave) Boy, fuck O'Block, bitch, we Front Street K, and we Brick City K (On foe 'nem grave) I'm smokin' Big A in traffic tryna catch Durk or Edai (On foe 'nem grave) Slide on Nuski Day, these thirties spray, you die the Nuski way (Drr, doo-doom) I'ma show these niggas how we play, outside of where he stay (On foe 'nem grave) Popped out that cut, we fucked him up, all he got was a threeway (Boom, boom, boom, boom) I'm leanin' off this Blood Money, I can't even see straight (Dah, huh) 400 East K and wherever he lack, that's where he lay (What? Bitch, on foe 'nem grave) I left him lookin' like D Thang for reachin' for my chain (For my chain) Gang, bullets rain, I let it bang, that shit run in my veins (Run in my veins) This Keta let us run her over and foe 'nem ran a train (Ran a train, gang) They know my name, what's understood ain't even gon' be explained (Be explained, gang) Boy, Tookaville, we shoot to kill, boy, this shit super real (Tookaville, bitch) Bail out on 'im with that Draco and watch shorty shit spill (Boom, boom, boom) They terrified, niggas tellin' on me, so I'ma chill (On foe'nem grave, Woo) Foe 'nem stood over J Money and put four in his grill (On foe'nem grave, Woo) For real, now go ask Lil' Boo how that hot shit feel (Boom-boom, boom-boom) HK got caught tryna pump fake and fo' got on his heels (Boom, boom-boom-boom) And every time we on their block, somebody gon' get killed (On foe 'nem grave) Won't L'A me in the studio, boy, I keep the steel (Nah, boy, that shit dead) Bitch, I just got a brand-new Glock (A brand new drizzy, huh?) What we do, 'Wop? We just caught a brand-new opp (A fuckin' goofy, huh?) Huh, y'all already know what it is – STL 063, man, shout out EBT, man (Gang) We don't wanna talk, R.I-I.P. and free the guys (Huh) Niggas wanna talk, I don't wanna talk, man (Aight) Shout out Jaro City, shout out Scrapp Gang, man (Aight) Let me show these niggas how we rock (Aight) BDK, bitch (Huh) You can get did like Odee, Baldy, Chino, or Pluto (Like Mr. Perry) If you lackin' while it's crackin' and if you claimin' two-four Thinkin' it's Swisher, we'll come get ya, boy, that's how we move, though (Doo doo doo, doom) Pulled up and popped him in his ass 'cause he was runnin' too slow (Boom, doo doo doo, doom) Hallucinatin' off this White White right now, I'm losin' it St. Lawrence three times, all my niggas married to shootin' shit Now, who the fuck wanna go to war with some lunatics? (Nigga, who?) Bail out on Normal lettin' that FN and that Ruger spit (Boom, boom-boom-boom) Bitch, my mind on business, but all my niggas vicious (Fuckin' goofy) Ain't got time for no snitches, so who witness it gets it (Grah) Red and green beams like it's Christmas, don't walk lookin' suspicious (Glah) 'Cause we don't shoot from no distance or we don't do sneak disses (Boom-boom, boom-boom) In the kitchen water whippin', them bricks, we steady flippin' (Skrt, skr-skr-skr-skrrt) GoDumb shoot like Scottie Pippen, that's Big Glo what we sippin' (Huh, GoDumb, boom-boom, boom-boom) Damn, all the opps steady cliquin' up and they steady trickin' (Them niggas hoes) And why the cops hot on our block? 'Cause niggas steady missin' (They want our poles) Don't make me pull up on yo' ass, then pop the trunk (Boom, boom, bitch) Nello pop up out that bitch with that pump (With that "boom," bitch) Huh, yeah, he gon' leave you slumped (Boom-boom-boom, bitch) Pick his body up, now put that nigga in the trunk, in the trunk (Boom-boom, boom-boom, bitch) In a alley where you'll get dumped, where you'll get dumped (Where you get dumped, bitch) Burn all the evidence up, so we won't get bumped (We won't get bumped, bitch) Huh, and why you actin' like you drunk? (You ain't on nothin', bitch) Tweak with one of us, you can get shot, stabbed, or stomped (Boom-boom, boom-boom) Huh (Huh), roll up another blunt (Another one, huh?) I'm flee as fuck and so icy, I love to stunt (Gang-gang, gang-gang, heugh) And for TB and Poppie, bitch, we on a hunt (For lil bro 'nem, bitch) Ayy, two niggas died the same month (On foe 'nem grave, they did) Bitch, I just got a brand-new fifty-shots (Glah, glah) Fuck the cops, tell 'em free my nigga 50 Shots (Free 50, huh) Huh, GetYoShytSplack Gang, man, we don't wanna talk Huh, huh, huh Wop, wop Wop-wop, wop-wop Wop-wop, wop-wop Wop-wop, huh Wop, wop, wop (Bitch) Aha, on foe 'nem grave, shorty Grah Huh Uh-huh, wop, wop, wop Wop, wop, huh, ayy