Freestyle

Hot summer nights cold still we lurking

Squad up, send a nigga home if he nervous

We ain't shooting just to get a name cause we murder

No witness they ain't see what happen but they heard 'em

We serve 'em, do they boys proper with them big choppers

Tell the law to call the coroners, forget the doctors

Cause that nigga dead, hit his body hit his dead

Left him there [?] put his soul up in the air

Ya, shit I can make you soldiers disappear

At the point of a finger, my man will point the banger

And take you pussy niggas out like fast food

Bad moves, I'll have him drop the shells like they cashews

Cash rules everything that's near me

So if you owe me money, you better bring it hurry, ya hear me?

A lot niggas they be scary

But I be in the hood super dirty like I'm Harry

Catch me I be fresher than I've been

Hater, no I've never been

You catch me in the squad I'm riding by you with that metal and

I be on the south side but north death forever him

From where they get that work and run that cheddar in

You better than, who not me

Mel Love and Young P

Be for real that Nigga 'Lil he a fucking young G

And I'm a boss you can tell Ricky Ross to come see

In Philly, where the murder rate get higher than a tree

That sour that D purp, piff ooh wee

Have a nigga on lean like promethazine

I'm a pro with the wings like pay less pay that

My niggas drop work and bring it way back, weigh that

Throw it in the hood, the fiends say it's good

And the dope boys they go crazy and come straight back

Like cornrows, you niggas on hoes

Fuck a brick, I'm trying to get it by the boat load

Getting money I wouldn't really say that

My niggas trying to turn a 62 into a Maybach

Drop pot and weigh that

Chop rock and slang that

Middle of the hood the narcs lurking where you stay at

My man told me never do dirt where you lay at

The fiends fiending got the work so fuck it I'mma take that

I ain't going to let it walk by me, I'mma chase that

There's money to be made got to make that, real