Who's that Vietnamese guy giving a business to the Vietnam vets? (Top Opps)

Free the fuckin' members, ****, worda my dead, ****, free Lil Jay, free Jerry, free Nunnie, free the bros, worda my dead (Scoreboard, scoreboard, aw, what happened to your friend? Hey, I know that guy, I kill him, he cry like a bitch) (Baow-baow, baow-baow)

8Block, we ain't jackin' the 5 or the 4z, I slide everywhere, got the knock in my draws

Bitches from the 'Ville got the wockiest jaw, come outside with your gun, we ain't boxin' at all

The bigger the shell, the harder they fall, **** cannot get pussy without throwin' salt

Take your clothes off, I don't wanna talk

Let 'em run, he think he won't get hawked

****, I'm with the boss, do you know what it cost? Soon I drop too much shells, you could count in the floor

Get to clappin' the G, think he want a award, when I backed out my G, **** backed out a sword

Four deep in a Honda Accord, she throw that ass back, all I press is record

You want a feature? five hunnid or more, you don't got the bread ready, you gettin' ignored

Big .45th, it can't fit in my clothing, like, the Line needa bend and stop trollin'

Don't be drivin' the V like it's stolen 'cause we in the stoley, ain't stoppin' for no one

And "Shh" woke up in the morning, after he seen us his face was swollen

When I'm tight, he woke up the next morning, we shoulda had beat him, we shoulda poked him, ****

You better stay out the loo, we had no V so everywhere we troop

Like, better split up, don't run into strainer and we beatin' everyone up in that group

Chilled in the lobby, then he went poof, ****, you shoulda smoked in the stu'

Bitch tryna line me, she not even cute, we missed the first two playin' duck duck goose, ****

Quickdraw to lean, it's one in the head

I got a beam, better tie up your hair 'cause if you don't duck, I'ma knock off a dread

Bop your head to the left, start doin' the Jeff, I don't know how he sturdy, **** might be ed

Me and B Dubs like Smokey and Craig, on the back of the bike throwin' pain off the pegs

You know the rules, whether I win or I lose, I will never be scared of no men

We got the tools, hop out, trigger finger abuse like where S got shot with the gen

You better watch who you callin' your mans, I do shit for the bros how much you call a friend

The drop in the party, we shoot it up right before it end, you better not attend

Pump his chest, ****, it ain't no savin' 'em

If we don't catch a tag then we grazin' em

Your big homie got wiped down, now you don't throw up the Rock, so don't try to be Ape again

If he run a .380, start chasin' 'em, everywhere now, we won't see his face again

The G bangin', don't think that I'm breakin' it, that's how it sound when you start throwin' pain and shit (Baow, baow, ****)

That's how it sound when you start throwin' pain and shit, (mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm), so don't try to be Ape again, ****, baow-baow, free the fuckin' members, ****, worda my dead, baow, baow, baow