Shooter stand on murder business, DOA (DOA)
Check the back of all our glicks, shit Legoland, shit Frito Lay
How your dog get whacked, you ain't get back? Like what the fuck you on? That's how you comin'
Brodie pull up 7.62, Micro Draco pull up dummin'
[Skrilla]
Brr, he got the belt
7.62s out the Draco, no, that shit don't leave a welt, shit, that shit leave a hole
I done took a soul, like way it felt, but I got shit to lose
So many fuckin' killers in this posse, I ain't got shit to prove
You either thuggin' or you not, you bangin', what you claim?
Peeped the nigga was some fool, so we done took his chain
He got hit all in his back, no, he can't walk the same
Droppin' buckets on the board like I'm with Notre Dame
[Skrilla]
Shooter stand on murder business, DOA (DOA)
Check the back of all our glicks, shit Legoland, shit Frito Lay
How your dog get whacked, you ain't get back? Like what the fuck you on? That's how you comin'
Brodie pull up 7.62, Micro Draco pull up dummin'
[Moskino]
Bro done pull up hangin' out the window, niggas get to run
7.62 get to hittin', fold a nigga off like Auntie Anne (Arr)
I was on brother couch, like, I need money
Had to walk through the rain to get to stuntin', but, nigga, you know that shit ain't nothin'
Capo truckin' like a nigga play for Rutgers
Fell off in the spot, got two bad hoes, made them bitches get to fuckin'
Livin' like a rockstar, I'm out the dope hole where they put niggas under
Slidin' in a hot car, duckin' po-pos, me and my lil' youngin
He trippin' off them pills again, hangin' out the window like, bitch, fuck with something
One of 'em right beside me, killed when I pop the rocket
New York City, think I'm lackin', fuck around, pull a knife up out my pocket
Paddle lock it, blue and gold Impala, nigga, just like Notre Dame
I was slidin' through the forty, I had fucked 'round, caught lil' fluky pistol case
[Moskino]
Y'all know the name, nigga, Moski, man, stop playin'
Okay, arr, arr, arr
Okay, arr, arr, arr, arr, arr, arr, arr
Fuckin' turnt shit, bitch, fuck ya, okay
Play that bitch from the start
Arr, a arr, arr, arr
[Moskino]
Chevelle '77, blue and gold just like Notre Dame
The bullets five feet tall, we do drills like Tiger off Major Payne
I wanted my whole life to ball and win a ring
But I still ball and do my thing, so really, a nigga can't complain
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