(Luca on the track)
KD
I do not (Yoz, what you tellin' me?)
(Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)
I do not rap but I really get busy
All of the shit I been through
Can't tell you, might have to kill you (Might have to kill you)
Don't get around me shaking your hips
That's weird, nigga, I don't feel you (You just a weirdo)
Sad thing is that you don't fuck with them but you from there
I'ma kill you (Bah)
Only so long a nigga can fake it
Show everybody the real you (The real you)
How you gangster? You spat in the wind (Spat)
Why would you go and just tell on your friend? (Nuh-uh)
Not from Bronx, but I'm setting the trend (Yeah)
No less than four in the whip when we bend (Skrrt, skrrt)
Let a nigga take my jewels (You gotta be kidding me)
You know how much money I spent? (Huh)
You know how much shots I'ma send? (What?)
You know how much blocks I'ma bend? (Grrt, boom)
Drench, we raising the rate (Drench)
Face shots if he raising the rakes (Drench)
Bet he change with the gleesh in his face (Yeah)
Get the drop and we shoot up his place (Skrrt)
Bro like new opp', nigga, you late (That's a new one)
If you play with us, you get a date (Boy)
If it's beef, you can't go on a date (Come here)
If we catch him, it's brains on his plate (Bah)
Yeah, that nigga food, tell him eat that (He food)
Take somethin' from me, better keep that (He better keep that)
When I locate his block, I'ma creep that (Bah)
I ain't dead and they know where I be at (Bah, bah, bah)
That's my mood (Mood), 'cause they ain't on shit (Uh-uh)
We find his crib and we make 'em move (Get out)
Make ya neighbors don't like you (Pussy)
Find somewhere to live (Ah)
Why would you play and you know what it give? (You know what it give)
If we argue, you know what it is (Don't play wit' me)
That's ya bitch? Why I'm all in her ribs? (Why I'm all in her ribs?)
Gave me the drop 'cause she feeling the rizz (She feeling the rizz)
Plenty of shootouts, I leave niggas drid (Bah)
Make niggas poof, call me a wiz' (A wiz')
That nigga dance, he just a kid (A kid)
I make niggas dance with this , bah, bah, bah, bah (Grrah)
All of the shit I been through
Can't tell you, might have to kill you (Might have to kill you)
Don't get around me shaking your hips
That's weird, nigga, I don't feel you (You just a weirdo)
Sad thing is that you don't fuck with them but you from there
I'ma kill you (Bah)
Only so long a nigga can fake it
Show everybody the real you (The real you)
How you gangster? You spat in the wind (Spat)
Why would you go and just tell on your friend? (Nuh-uh)
Not from Bronx, but I'm setting the trend (Yeah)
No less than four in the whip when we bend (Skrrt, skrrt)
Let a nigga take my jewels (You gotta be kidding me)
You know how much money I spent? (Huh)
You know how much shots I'ma send? (What?)
You know how much blocks I'ma bend? (Grrt, boom)
Grrt
Grrt-grrt
Grrt-grrt
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