[Intro: Lil Dotz]
It's Madara Beatz
SebzBeats, baby
Ay, R.I.P BD, R.I.P GDotz
R.I.P Amro
Madara
Gangshit, you already know what it is
You know the folks still sliding though the 4
AGB shit
HRB shit, free the guys
Look
[Verse 1: Lil Dotz]
HRB, G, you know the pattern (Gang)
If I ain't shelling the 6
I'm rambo gripping with Fred' in Hattons (Yeah)
I've seen man run and trip
The nine or the dots leave your headback splattered (Bow, bow)
Most of my opps are azzis, I don't really care 'bout "Black Lives Matter" (Nah)
Spin the coupe, demons in traffic (Skrr)
Know my AGB's will bang it (Bow)
Them man try laugh and diss, but I swear TBoy just got damaged (Haha)
Spin through P block, watch them vanish
B1, hop out, try turn man cabbage (Ay, come 'ere)
I'm hurt, but rest up BD
Why? Cah my broski was a savage
[Verse 2: Broadday]
Yo, remember conning a halfie?
Now my Pyrex just filled up with Charlie (Whip)
Lighties ain't feeling this Mali
I stay making bread with my chargie, wallahi (Wallahi)
I went jail, came home, grabbed my gun and bells
Turned my phone on, put a brick on the scale
Regular check ups, I can't take a L
Get nicked with this re-up, I ain't getting bail (I ain't)
Got man in the ends cuffing fat tings
Just to have a yard to lock waps in
Man can't tell me about hand tings
Firing squad nearly had Sus and T.Scam baking off on the landing (Nearly)
Catch me in the trap, breaking down a 4s
Or helping Akid put a box into draws
Cats say I take long, take four for a score
Big .45, I'm ready for war
[Chorus: Lil Dotz & Broadday]
Them man get hurt when we speak on works
'Cah we put guys on the news (Facts)
HRB, AGB, turn man pack, made 'em pour up juice (Gang, gang)
Try diss, we will roll on you
Two guns up, like Denzel who?
Try run, tell broski "Shoot"
Back to the 'Zart, let me roll up Gucc' (Ay, roll that)
"Drillings on drillings"? (Bow)
God damn, they must be kidding
We got down half their batch in the flats, how dare they call us victims? (How?)
Buck into opps and turn them flavours
Them man shit with their shavers
'Nuff of them got done with the stainless
We tarnish them, now it's back to the papers
[Verse 3: Lil Dotz]
I pull up, take off and skid (Skrr)
They know where I'm from, red bricks (Red bricks)
No, I do not fuck with the 6, 6, 6, 'cah all of them pricks
Demons devils, my youngers are sick
Rambo grippin' in Harvey and Nichs (Yeah)
Lord knows, I don't lack
LD keeps a stick, I know it's not right, but it's wrong if I slip
Free the gang causing hell on the block (Free 'em)
Them niggas ain't Crips, they're washed (Nah)
You chat about leaving your right hand, but you ran when ZK got chopped (Back it)
I don't know why these patties are lost, lost, lost
These patties are lost (Lost)
Two hands, I'm spinnin' their block
I walk with the smoke, so don't get popped
[Verse 4: Broadday]
Chop down a dotty, load up the hand ting
Free Hitman, making racks on the landing (Free him)
Bagged up a four and a half while standing
Patterned the ends, now I started expanding
I done my time, they let me go
AR got birded, I feel it for bro
Press the bujj, whip up the snow
If you're talking about guns, I let mine go (Bow)
I'm AGB, why you asking questions?
I need me a Glock with a long extension
Been through things that I cannot mention
Trap 'til I die, I don't need a pension
They took BD and that left man hurting
That's why the ding-dong still be swerving
Stay at home, me and Babz are lurking
Sweep up the cells so the young G's serving
[Chorus: Lil Dotz & Broadday]
Them man get hurt when we speak on works
'Cah we put guys on the news (Facts)
HRB, AGB, turn man pack, made 'em pour up juice (Gang, gang)
Try diss, we will roll on you
Two guns up, like Denzel who?
Try run, tell broski "Shoot"
Back to the 'Zart, let me roll up Gucc' (Ay, roll that)
"Drillings on drillings"? (Bow)
God damn, they must be kidding
We got down half their batch in the flats, how dare they call us victims? (How?)
Buck into opps and turn them flavours
Them man shit with their shavers
'Nuff of them got done with the stainless
We tarnish them, now it's back to the papers
[Outro]
It's Madara Beatz
SebzBeats, baby
Madara
It's Madara Beatz
SebzBeats, baby
Ay, R.I.P BD, R.I.P GDotz
R.I.P Amro
Madara
Gangshit, you already know what it is
You know the folks still sliding though the 4
AGB shit
HRB shit, free the guys
Look
[Verse 1: Lil Dotz]
HRB, G, you know the pattern (Gang)
If I ain't shelling the 6
I'm rambo gripping with Fred' in Hattons (Yeah)
I've seen man run and trip
The nine or the dots leave your headback splattered (Bow, bow)
Most of my opps are azzis, I don't really care 'bout "Black Lives Matter" (Nah)
Spin the coupe, demons in traffic (Skrr)
Know my AGB's will bang it (Bow)
Them man try laugh and diss, but I swear TBoy just got damaged (Haha)
Spin through P block, watch them vanish
B1, hop out, try turn man cabbage (Ay, come 'ere)
I'm hurt, but rest up BD
Why? Cah my broski was a savage
[Verse 2: Broadday]
Yo, remember conning a halfie?
Now my Pyrex just filled up with Charlie (Whip)
Lighties ain't feeling this Mali
I stay making bread with my chargie, wallahi (Wallahi)
I went jail, came home, grabbed my gun and bells
Turned my phone on, put a brick on the scale
Regular check ups, I can't take a L
Get nicked with this re-up, I ain't getting bail (I ain't)
Got man in the ends cuffing fat tings
Just to have a yard to lock waps in
Man can't tell me about hand tings
Firing squad nearly had Sus and T.Scam baking off on the landing (Nearly)
Catch me in the trap, breaking down a 4s
Or helping Akid put a box into draws
Cats say I take long, take four for a score
Big .45, I'm ready for war
[Chorus: Lil Dotz & Broadday]
Them man get hurt when we speak on works
'Cah we put guys on the news (Facts)
HRB, AGB, turn man pack, made 'em pour up juice (Gang, gang)
Try diss, we will roll on you
Two guns up, like Denzel who?
Try run, tell broski "Shoot"
Back to the 'Zart, let me roll up Gucc' (Ay, roll that)
"Drillings on drillings"? (Bow)
God damn, they must be kidding
We got down half their batch in the flats, how dare they call us victims? (How?)
Buck into opps and turn them flavours
Them man shit with their shavers
'Nuff of them got done with the stainless
We tarnish them, now it's back to the papers
[Verse 3: Lil Dotz]
I pull up, take off and skid (Skrr)
They know where I'm from, red bricks (Red bricks)
No, I do not fuck with the 6, 6, 6, 'cah all of them pricks
Demons devils, my youngers are sick
Rambo grippin' in Harvey and Nichs (Yeah)
Lord knows, I don't lack
LD keeps a stick, I know it's not right, but it's wrong if I slip
Free the gang causing hell on the block (Free 'em)
Them niggas ain't Crips, they're washed (Nah)
You chat about leaving your right hand, but you ran when ZK got chopped (Back it)
I don't know why these patties are lost, lost, lost
These patties are lost (Lost)
Two hands, I'm spinnin' their block
I walk with the smoke, so don't get popped
[Verse 4: Broadday]
Chop down a dotty, load up the hand ting
Free Hitman, making racks on the landing (Free him)
Bagged up a four and a half while standing
Patterned the ends, now I started expanding
I done my time, they let me go
AR got birded, I feel it for bro
Press the bujj, whip up the snow
If you're talking about guns, I let mine go (Bow)
I'm AGB, why you asking questions?
I need me a Glock with a long extension
Been through things that I cannot mention
Trap 'til I die, I don't need a pension
They took BD and that left man hurting
That's why the ding-dong still be swerving
Stay at home, me and Babz are lurking
Sweep up the cells so the young G's serving
[Chorus: Lil Dotz & Broadday]
Them man get hurt when we speak on works
'Cah we put guys on the news (Facts)
HRB, AGB, turn man pack, made 'em pour up juice (Gang, gang)
Try diss, we will roll on you
Two guns up, like Denzel who?
Try run, tell broski "Shoot"
Back to the 'Zart, let me roll up Gucc' (Ay, roll that)
"Drillings on drillings"? (Bow)
God damn, they must be kidding
We got down half their batch in the flats, how dare they call us victims? (How?)
Buck into opps and turn them flavours
Them man shit with their shavers
'Nuff of them got done with the stainless
We tarnish them, now it's back to the papers
[Outro]
It's Madara Beatz
SebzBeats, baby
Madara
( Lil Dotz )
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