[Intro: BannUpPrince]
Yeah, yeah, man
Let's get it, you know what I'm sayin'?
Let's go, let's go, let's go
[Chorus: 704Quez]
I be rappin', but I'm in the streets
If I catch a opp, he gon' get hit with this heat
I'm from the slum, so you know that's the East
I ain't lackin', nigga, I keep a .30 on me
If we got beef, I'ma call SD
We on that, he prolly right up the street
I remember I got locked, just me and Street
This Drac' gon' knock a nigga off his feet
[Verse: 704Quez & BannUpPrince]
Me and Prince gon' do a hit in the Jeep (Boom, boom, boom)
We gon' pull up prolly ten deep
Ten shots leave him ten feet
We made 'em niggas run like a track meet (Boom)
You ever shot at a nigga where his back be? (Back be)
You ever aimed at a nigga where his hat be? (Where his hat be)
We gon' pull up on 'em where the peoples be
Man, these niggas ain't even fuckin' with me (Hahahaha)
These niggas just better stick to the sports (To the sports)
I'ma smoke on 'em like a 'Port
This chopper gon' leave a tall nigga short
I went on the run, I ain't even go to court (Fuck it)
With Slick', the same niggas on the porch (Go)
Caught 'em lackin', we came through the banco (Uh, look)
Made them niggas run out the front door (Yeah, fuck)
It's me and 'Quez, from the West to the East (Yeah)
They talkin' 'bout beef? Then we ready to eat (Baow)
Feast, bitch, I'm a dog off the least (Hurr)
Better get you a feed 'cause I'm goin' up on the feast (Facts)
Slide, I got four straps on the ride (Grrat)
I hope he got on my iron (Yeah)
You know I got mine
Aim at his top (Baow), blow out his mind
How I get money and he is not signed?
To stay on my grind
I'm waitin' my time
Aim at his back, tryna take out a spine (Bah)
I know I'm the realeast, illest
Droppin' that music, but I do not feel it (Yeah)
I get in that pussy, you know I'ma kill it
She told she love me, but I cannot believe it (Let's go)
I paralize, I don't got no feelings
I told her I love her just so I could hit it (Facts)
I hopped on his verse and I blam it 'fore I miss
I'ma take the backend and let me just spend it (Uh)
He ain't got no Wocks 'cause he not 'round the titty (No)
This chopper gon' hit him and turn to a midget
Don't know how I'm rappin' 'cause really, I'm sober (What?)
This verse gettin' long like, "When is it over?" (Damn)
Tryna pop me a opp like a top of a soda (Baow)
Rags to riches, I need me a Rover (Skrrt)
[Chorus: 704Quez]
I be rappin', but I'm in the streets
If I catch a opp, he gon' get hit with this heat
I'm from the slum, so you know that's the East
I ain't lackin', nigga, I keep a .30 on me
If we got beef, I'ma call SD
We on that, he prolly right up the street
I remember I got locked, just me and Street
This Drac' gon' knock a nigga off his feet
Yeah, yeah, man
Let's get it, you know what I'm sayin'?
Let's go, let's go, let's go
[Chorus: 704Quez]
I be rappin', but I'm in the streets
If I catch a opp, he gon' get hit with this heat
I'm from the slum, so you know that's the East
I ain't lackin', nigga, I keep a .30 on me
If we got beef, I'ma call SD
We on that, he prolly right up the street
I remember I got locked, just me and Street
This Drac' gon' knock a nigga off his feet
[Verse: 704Quez & BannUpPrince]
Me and Prince gon' do a hit in the Jeep (Boom, boom, boom)
We gon' pull up prolly ten deep
Ten shots leave him ten feet
We made 'em niggas run like a track meet (Boom)
You ever shot at a nigga where his back be? (Back be)
You ever aimed at a nigga where his hat be? (Where his hat be)
We gon' pull up on 'em where the peoples be
Man, these niggas ain't even fuckin' with me (Hahahaha)
These niggas just better stick to the sports (To the sports)
I'ma smoke on 'em like a 'Port
This chopper gon' leave a tall nigga short
I went on the run, I ain't even go to court (Fuck it)
With Slick', the same niggas on the porch (Go)
Caught 'em lackin', we came through the banco (Uh, look)
Made them niggas run out the front door (Yeah, fuck)
It's me and 'Quez, from the West to the East (Yeah)
They talkin' 'bout beef? Then we ready to eat (Baow)
Feast, bitch, I'm a dog off the least (Hurr)
Better get you a feed 'cause I'm goin' up on the feast (Facts)
Slide, I got four straps on the ride (Grrat)
I hope he got on my iron (Yeah)
You know I got mine
Aim at his top (Baow), blow out his mind
How I get money and he is not signed?
To stay on my grind
I'm waitin' my time
Aim at his back, tryna take out a spine (Bah)
I know I'm the realeast, illest
Droppin' that music, but I do not feel it (Yeah)
I get in that pussy, you know I'ma kill it
She told she love me, but I cannot believe it (Let's go)
I paralize, I don't got no feelings
I told her I love her just so I could hit it (Facts)
I hopped on his verse and I blam it 'fore I miss
I'ma take the backend and let me just spend it (Uh)
He ain't got no Wocks 'cause he not 'round the titty (No)
This chopper gon' hit him and turn to a midget
Don't know how I'm rappin' 'cause really, I'm sober (What?)
This verse gettin' long like, "When is it over?" (Damn)
Tryna pop me a opp like a top of a soda (Baow)
Rags to riches, I need me a Rover (Skrrt)
[Chorus: 704Quez]
I be rappin', but I'm in the streets
If I catch a opp, he gon' get hit with this heat
I'm from the slum, so you know that's the East
I ain't lackin', nigga, I keep a .30 on me
If we got beef, I'ma call SD
We on that, he prolly right up the street
I remember I got locked, just me and Street
This Drac' gon' knock a nigga off his feet
( 704Quez )
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