You fuck **** know what the business is, you heard me? (Bop, bop, bop)

Head youngin, bitch, I'm back in that mode, you heard me?

Free the guys

Left for dead and see the music of the streets

Bitch, I'm fresh out a cell but I still keep my heat

We lost members to the beef

Love my cutter like my brother, need another fully piece

I keep a switch it ain't sweet

Still'll swerve for all that chalkin', we the ones who do that walkin'

Free my youngin, hope he bail, he the one that do the chalkin'

All this drillin' like a spell, I can't get this shit up off me

Diss the dead, wish you well, you just gon' be another coffin

Yeah, I'm back but that shit changed

I'm on the same thing

I'm in the shadows rapping but you know that I got perfect aim

Free my cousin Walt, he slangin' choppas like he at a range

Never wanted fame, that's how I came, the trenches know my name

Way before rap, I was working Glocks, I been the biggest opp

I know they want my spot but I won't stop, I got the fastest chop

Drop and let it lock, boy, I'm gleashin', I don't fuck with rocks

Gettin' money and killing shit, that's why the feds out

They know that that lead hot, we go be at every spot

Get that lo, I'm camping out, the city dry, we need a opp

We smokin' who? You need to stop, that's why we got dead opps

Fall back from the war and get this cake, that's what they sayin' now

I was just on missions with a semi, this shit way different

Labels talkin' chicken, get that money, I'ma burn the city

Ain't no **** like us, free the members, all my **** vicious

Fuck a blue check, I been verified in the trenches

Lost my **** to the smoke, I catch my man, I gotta zip 'em

Lil' bro, he was out here workin' P's but he love drillin'

Crackers got 'em rolled up in the county for standin' on that business

We done made history, the yougest ones to make it out the city

Fresh up out the county jail and I'm still ridin' with it

I ain't worried about the other side, them **** been bitches

DOA, we love homicides, I need more switches (I need that switch, I swear to God)

Left for dead and see the music of the streets

Bitch, I'm fresh out a cell but I still keep my heat

We lost members to the beef

Love my cutter like my brother, need another fully piece

I keep a switch, it ain't sweet

Still'll swerve for all that chalkin', we the ones who do that walkin'

Free my youngin, hope he bail, he the one that do the chalkin'

All this drillin' like a spell, I can't get this shit up off me

Diss the dead, wish you well, you just gon' be another coffin

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

You fuck **** know the business, you heard me?

Bitch, you know who run the city, you heard me?

Ain't worried 'bout no opps, man, you know

Free Sosa

Free VJ

Free Walt, you heard me?

Long live the guys

Long live Sauce

Long live Quez

Long live Reem, you heard me?