Letra de Bamaz K (feat. Kay Glizz & Nunnie Da III)
Look I just felt like I had to make a couple things clear Cause everybody on my dick, nigga Word LookI just felt like I had to make a couple things clear Cause everybody on my dick Nobody took nun' from me It's a difference but fuck it, now I gotta make it lit Fuck Lil' Dee, he was on the floor, shakin' and throwin' a fit Novak got the 40 and I got the fifth We tryna put Durkio up in a spliffFuck all the subs, fuck all the arguin' Fuck all the talkin', let's play ball We got new teams we ready for war Rich got shot for openin' his door We smokin' Darnell, got sent to the lord Keem punched Lil' Rah in his jaw Nigga on the bench he never on court Always on our dick niggas gotta be bored Shit is sad, niggas came over here and did bad It's okay 'cause now we gon' get on they ass All that friendship shit in the past If I catch a Bama' nigga I'ma blast On bro, them niggas be movin' scary when they throw Buggout got slapped wit' a croc he a joke And CBC Jay better get him a pole 'Cause we not wit' the games, like None of them niggas got aim If I run into Banga then he better bang It's up and it's stuck and it's never gon' change, like Fuck Lil' Dee he a strain And nobody never did shit to my gang SySy butt, he don't put in pain Don't listen to him he never did a thingI just felt like I had to make a couple things clear Cause everybody on my dick Nobody took nun' from me It's a difference but fuck it Now I gotta make it lit Fuck Lil Dee he was on the floor, shakin' and throwin' a fit Novak got the 40 and I got the fifth We tryna put Durkio up in a spliffThese niggas tryna troll us, let's go If I catch Lil Sy he goin' in a tomb Why you tell a victim you took a knockers from my mans? On promos you won't even throw Nigga we on that Blake block, four poles I got Nunnie wit' me tryna snatch a soul Niggas takin' orders from they lil bros Could never, everyone wit' me on go, like grrah Look, smokin' Lil Dee, I heard he threw a tantrum Niggas done started some shit over nothin' 98K, we don't fuck wit' the Bamaz I put my energy into this gun Novak throwin' finna push some more back Rich got shot and almost was a blunt They tryna ask me how all of this start Whole time we was linked up wit' some crumbs Niggas switchin' for weapons I guess niggas gotta learn they lesson Backdoor open, this a different season Got Savage wit' me we tryna take a necklace We give the belt to the opps we be steppin' All they bitches me and my niggas sexin' Catch him outta bounds we gotta stretch him And send three, keep a knocker to protect himGrrah You know how the fuck we comin' nigga We don't fuck with nobody, nigga Suck my dick Everything shot down, nigga Word to bro