Striker

We got choppers, F&N, Glocks, got the city hot Them killers and 'em striker bend they block Bitch, we switchin' cars Trappin', had to get it out the mud, I don't do no fraud I be switchin' lanes interstate, foenem on the block Where we got the P's for the low, ho? Bitch, I'm in go mode Glizzy got the .50, swigin' around just like a yo-yo Ghost when them killers come around, you better get low Bitch, I'm from that 64, we don't let shit slide, huh Ayy, what happened to 'em? That lil' nigga died, huh Look what that cappin' get to you, sеnt up to the sky, huh All that yappin' get you clapped up Whеn 'em bullets hit 'em wrapper Got the police callin' backup, it's a tragedy I'm 'bout to make 'em mad at me Ayy, we turnt up to them members Free them niggas, know they hate it, how it gotta be My block, they ride for me, ayy, foenem on that line When it's time, leave a pussy nigga R.I.P Fill up the Glock with R.I.P's, ayy When we creep, better no sneeze We gon' leave ya on that ground On that pavement, they gon' see ya In that blood, ayy, got it out the mud, ayy Bitch, I be with thugs, killers, robbers, ayy You can't run from shottas Ha, they gon' spot ya, chase 'em down, make 'em holler Put 'em on the spot news, check 'em off, another one We gon' bend again, spin around for another one