[Intro]
Grrrrr bow bow
Ju Balla
Ty Flex
Boom boom boom boom boom boom, gang
Boom boom, gang
Gang, gang gang
[Verse 1]
Y'all niggas not Brim material
Put holes to his chest like some Cheerios
Have his body slumped up like he spiritual, we rolling up Queez cause we sick of Pook
Glock 9 fully loaded, if I pass it to Steph guarantee he gon throw it
026 on the spot we gon make it hot, spin my block get ready you gon die
My guys don't talk when its wartime, big .9 on my hip that's a man down
Put red on his face like a damn clown, spot a opp guarantee that's a man down
We shaking the spot what the fuck is up? 026 on the spot we gon fuck it up
If he jackin [?] we gon laugh at him, fuck it and then we gon [?]
Skate off in the V, who smoking on Queez, gettin ya head beat now ya boy on a tee
Free Babies P he put on for the team, if he jacking the T yellow tape on the scene
Paramedics go and pick him up, have his body slumped up like a chicken spot
Yeah and my guys gon make it hot, Tazzo B on the court he gon send a shot
[Verse 2]
Ya better what how you talk to me, cause for the gang I move accordingly
Niggas swear they want beef with me but y'all bitches in the sheets with me
Hold on wait, wait for the beat to drop
I bring the chop it'll beat a box
[?] sick of flock
Gang, I see the streets like a warzone fuck a treesh and i tell her to go home
These bitches they all on my body tell a opp bobby call me papi
Don't smoke while im rollin through lobby tell a opp bobby call me papi
Don't talk about it, niggas they talk but they ain't about it
I'm a top dog and I been about it, niggas is weak and i'm gaining profit
Gang, niggas is weak and i'm gaining profit
[Verse 3]
Gang gang gang, 2 shots keep talking hot get your crew popped
Catch a opp lacking we boom shot, this 40 is loud like a boom box
Hold on, wait, moon rock
[?]
Tell 'em, wait, get back, none of these niggas ain't get back
260 not with the chit chat, its a round of applause you get clapped
Tell 'em, wait, send a few, fuck it i'm Tazzo the general
Niggas they hate but they pitiful i call up big body jah to get rid of you
We up on the score, so y'all niggas check for y'all mans when I aim at the basket
I cannot beef with the Lzz yall niggas look up to [?]
You come to my block with a Glock got a nine with a stick thats gon spark like a match bitch
Tazzo B you know im not no average, make his body go missing like magic
No, I’m a prodigy, bitch, don’t bother me, bitch, or you’ll sleep in a cemetery
These niggas don't know about beef til they run into me and stay [?] like Tom & Jerry
[?] your big homie dropped ya niggas move hella scary
[?] talk hot and you getting buried
Grrrrr bow bow
Ju Balla
Ty Flex
Boom boom boom boom boom boom, gang
Boom boom, gang
Gang, gang gang
[Verse 1]
Y'all niggas not Brim material
Put holes to his chest like some Cheerios
Have his body slumped up like he spiritual, we rolling up Queez cause we sick of Pook
Glock 9 fully loaded, if I pass it to Steph guarantee he gon throw it
026 on the spot we gon make it hot, spin my block get ready you gon die
My guys don't talk when its wartime, big .9 on my hip that's a man down
Put red on his face like a damn clown, spot a opp guarantee that's a man down
We shaking the spot what the fuck is up? 026 on the spot we gon fuck it up
If he jackin [?] we gon laugh at him, fuck it and then we gon [?]
Skate off in the V, who smoking on Queez, gettin ya head beat now ya boy on a tee
Free Babies P he put on for the team, if he jacking the T yellow tape on the scene
Paramedics go and pick him up, have his body slumped up like a chicken spot
Yeah and my guys gon make it hot, Tazzo B on the court he gon send a shot
[Verse 2]
Ya better what how you talk to me, cause for the gang I move accordingly
Niggas swear they want beef with me but y'all bitches in the sheets with me
Hold on wait, wait for the beat to drop
I bring the chop it'll beat a box
[?] sick of flock
Gang, I see the streets like a warzone fuck a treesh and i tell her to go home
These bitches they all on my body tell a opp bobby call me papi
Don't smoke while im rollin through lobby tell a opp bobby call me papi
Don't talk about it, niggas they talk but they ain't about it
I'm a top dog and I been about it, niggas is weak and i'm gaining profit
Gang, niggas is weak and i'm gaining profit
[Verse 3]
Gang gang gang, 2 shots keep talking hot get your crew popped
Catch a opp lacking we boom shot, this 40 is loud like a boom box
Hold on, wait, moon rock
[?]
Tell 'em, wait, get back, none of these niggas ain't get back
260 not with the chit chat, its a round of applause you get clapped
Tell 'em, wait, send a few, fuck it i'm Tazzo the general
Niggas they hate but they pitiful i call up big body jah to get rid of you
We up on the score, so y'all niggas check for y'all mans when I aim at the basket
I cannot beef with the Lzz yall niggas look up to [?]
You come to my block with a Glock got a nine with a stick thats gon spark like a match bitch
Tazzo B you know im not no average, make his body go missing like magic
No, I’m a prodigy, bitch, don’t bother me, bitch, or you’ll sleep in a cemetery
These niggas don't know about beef til they run into me and stay [?] like Tom & Jerry
[?] your big homie dropped ya niggas move hella scary
[?] talk hot and you getting buried
( Ty Flex )
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