[Intro: Ameen POW]
Said Big P-O-W in the fucking booth
Turn me the fuck up
Gang, gang, gang
[Verse 1: Ameen POW]
Walk with a knocka, always move proper
Get out the way when I walk with the mob
DB the dropper, they can not stop us
Fuck you ‘gon do when you hear that shit pop?
Run up then I'm booming, you know that we shooting
We aim for his top like gra gra
Fuck is ya doin, what gun is ya shooting?
I'm off of the fetty, the zaza
So tell me who really want war?
Said ‘Zeed you a bitch, go and kick you a ball
I'm short but my gun really tall
For Donny I'm upping the score
It's one to head just for getting involved
‘Cause most of them know what I'm on
If you got a gun then don't wait let it off
I'm tryna see what they on like
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ do
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ shoot
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ boom
‘Cause I'm big P-O-W don't got shit to prove
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ do
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ shoot
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ boom
‘Cause I'm big P-O-W don't got shit to prove
Give a fuck about a opp
I'll go get him hit just for thinking he big
What the fuck did ya do?
Ain't hear that shit once come and say it again
He thought shit was pretend
I bought a new knocka and that shit ‘gon extend
He thought shit was pretend
I bought a new knocka and that shit ‘gone extend
How can I lack bitch I came with a shooter
Slide with JD that's the top opp ooter
Bitch I'm a shooter, I shoot for medullas
His cousin got hit just for talk on computers like
(What?) His cousin got hit just for talk on computers
[Verse 2: Kozy POW]
They screaming out gang, gang, gang
But you ain't even in one
You say I got punched but the shots hit your brother
Now I'm screaming and 1
I know your brothers last words and you don't
You shouldn't have said that you spun on bro soul
Now you a joke, you can't even go home
Yo hood don't jack you, ya mans getting smoked
Three of they mans really died
All of my muddy's alive
I guess you don't know what a get back is
If you do, you never tried
Told mama you gone make it home
Last thing you told her a lie
We spinning that block just for fun
If I shoot I know Ameen is gone drive
You ain't finna back out no gun
If I shoot my shit going fa-fa
Up it, up it in public fa-fa-fa
Up it in public, fa-fa-fa
Up it in public
Kozy send 5-4 shots out the 4-5, leave a opp six feet deep
Police and paramedics on the scene
His mama she crying, she watching him bleed
[Outro: Ameen POW]
His mama she crying, she watching him bleed
Fuck all the opps
Said Big P-O-W in the fucking booth
Turn me the fuck up
Gang, gang, gang
[Verse 1: Ameen POW]
Walk with a knocka, always move proper
Get out the way when I walk with the mob
DB the dropper, they can not stop us
Fuck you ‘gon do when you hear that shit pop?
Run up then I'm booming, you know that we shooting
We aim for his top like gra gra
Fuck is ya doin, what gun is ya shooting?
I'm off of the fetty, the zaza
So tell me who really want war?
Said ‘Zeed you a bitch, go and kick you a ball
I'm short but my gun really tall
For Donny I'm upping the score
It's one to head just for getting involved
‘Cause most of them know what I'm on
If you got a gun then don't wait let it off
I'm tryna see what they on like
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ do
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ shoot
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ boom
‘Cause I'm big P-O-W don't got shit to prove
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ do
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ shoot
I'm tryna see what they really gon’ boom
‘Cause I'm big P-O-W don't got shit to prove
Give a fuck about a opp
I'll go get him hit just for thinking he big
What the fuck did ya do?
Ain't hear that shit once come and say it again
He thought shit was pretend
I bought a new knocka and that shit ‘gon extend
He thought shit was pretend
I bought a new knocka and that shit ‘gone extend
How can I lack bitch I came with a shooter
Slide with JD that's the top opp ooter
Bitch I'm a shooter, I shoot for medullas
His cousin got hit just for talk on computers like
(What?) His cousin got hit just for talk on computers
[Verse 2: Kozy POW]
They screaming out gang, gang, gang
But you ain't even in one
You say I got punched but the shots hit your brother
Now I'm screaming and 1
I know your brothers last words and you don't
You shouldn't have said that you spun on bro soul
Now you a joke, you can't even go home
Yo hood don't jack you, ya mans getting smoked
Three of they mans really died
All of my muddy's alive
I guess you don't know what a get back is
If you do, you never tried
Told mama you gone make it home
Last thing you told her a lie
We spinning that block just for fun
If I shoot I know Ameen is gone drive
You ain't finna back out no gun
If I shoot my shit going fa-fa
Up it, up it in public fa-fa-fa
Up it in public, fa-fa-fa
Up it in public
Kozy send 5-4 shots out the 4-5, leave a opp six feet deep
Police and paramedics on the scene
His mama she crying, she watching him bleed
[Outro: Ameen POW]
His mama she crying, she watching him bleed
Fuck all the opps
( Ameen POW )
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