[Intro: King Von & Munna Duke]
Somebody killed someone, everybody got family
Somebody related to him or somebody cool with him
You kill him, now everybody that was close with him tryna kill you (BFG)
It, it's a never end, or they they gon' kill, let's kill somebody close to him
On gang
(Noble King Ali on the beat) Yeah

[Chorus: Munna Duke]
I ain't takeoff, I just took me a break (Nah)
Free them boys that's fightin' that case (Free 'Wop)
Bitch-ass n***a steady trip to the state (Bitch)
Tell 'em suck my dick and tell 'em free Raids (On gang)
Streets ain't the same, this shit got worse
Can't sell bricks, so I'ma sell mе a verse (Bricks)
**** want the clout, so put him on a shirt (Bah)
Think it's all fun and gamеs 'til a n***a get murked (Bah)
Von still a king and you know we good
We still in the WIIIC like Boyz n the Hood
All my opps, they been in 'Wood
Everybody suspect, they actin' like Hoov' (On gang)
Don't want the clout, I really want smoke (Nah)
Can't catch him at the front, then we use the backdoor
Bitch-ass n***a steady playin' games on the 'net
Deep down inside n***as know they really hoes (Bitch)
[Verse 1: Munna Duke]
Lose my top up on this bitch 'cause that's what type of mood I'm in
We catch, go dumb, we stretch him 'til we bailin' out like Mexicans (Bah, bah)
I don't really do diss tracks, but this right here's a message, man (On gang)
Can't forget that faggot bitch, Lil Jay, fuckin' in division ten (Bitch)
Damn, uh, should I switch my flow? (On gang)
Still got the 'za, we sell it for the low (For the low)
Tell TY chill 'cause he ain't gotta blow (TY)
Let me focus on the top, it's time to get-back (It's time to get-back)
'Cause we still gon' catch and we still gon' stretch (Bah)
All you gotta do is ask Wooski 'cause he got his shit pushed way back (Bah, bah, bah, bitch)

[Chorus: Munna Duke]
I ain't takeoff, I just took me a break
Free them boys that's fightin' that case (On gang)
Bitch-ass n***a steady trip to the state
Tell 'em suck my dick and tell 'em free Raids (Free Rah)
Streets ain't the same, this shit got worse
Can't sell bricks, so I'ma sell me a verse
**** want the clout, so put him on a shirt (Put him on a shirt)
Think it's all fun and games 'til a n***a get murked ('Til a n***a get murked)
Von still a king and you know we good (Von)
We still in the WIIIC like Boyz n the Hood (On gang)
All my opps they been in 'Wood
Everybody suspect, they actin' like Hoov' (Bitch)
Don't want the clout, I really want smoke
Can't catch him at the front, then we use the backdoor
Bitch-ass n***a steady playin' games on the 'net
Deep down inside n***as know they really hoes
[Verse 2: Prince Dre]
I do not trust no one 'round me (No one 'round me)
If you not a killer, a gangster, you can't come around me (Ayy, nah, nah)
You'll get put on a bounty (Bounty, bou—)
Killers, they vicious when runnin' up, comin' through houndin'
Wet his shit just like a fireman (Ayy)
Feel like I'm Ironman, gotta keep close to metal (Huh? Huh?)
You'll get squashed if you let 'em (Ayy)
Put in the dirt, grab a shovel, in the back of a carriage (Ayy, ayy)
Cherish your life, death can happen in seconds (Huh?)
I really got ties with all of the reverends (All of the reverends)
And they know that I gotta keep me a weapon (Keep me a)
A n***a move iffy like sneeze, I'ma bless him (Ayy)
I done took losses, so many my partners (Huh?)
I can't get 'em back, I wish they had moved smarter (No, no)
Them losses, they really just made me go harder (Made me go harder)
Killin' won't stop and we did not start it (We did not start it)
War never end, shots repeat back to back (Ayy)
Have you ever seen somebody get clapped? (Somebody get clapped?)
Murder the scene, bodies lay flat (Huh?)
Get put on a stretcher laid out on your back (Out on your back)
Ain't no ceasin' no fire 'cause they want more violence
I cannot wait 'til my brodie 'nem trial end (Brodie 'nem trial end)
Indicted for murder, I pray they can get out it (Ayy, huh?)
Free 'Wop and C Murda, then [?] (Ayy, nah)
[Chorus: Munna Duke]
I ain't takeoff, I just took me a break
Free them boys that's fightin' that case (On gang)
Bitch-ass n***a steady trip to the state
Tell 'em suck my dick and tell 'em free Raids (Free Rah)
Streets ain't the same, this shit got worse
Can't sell bricks, so I'ma sell me a verse
**** want the clout, so put him on a shirt (Put him on a shirt)
Think it's all fun and games 'til a n***a get murked ('Til a n***a get murked)
Von still a king and you know we good (Von)
We still in the WIIIC like Boyz n the Hood (On gang)
All my opps they been in 'Wood
Everybody suspect, they actin' like Hoov' (Bitch)
Don't want the clout, I really want smoke
Can't catch him at the front, then we use the backdoor
Bitch-ass n***a steady playin' games on the 'net
Deep down inside n***as know they really hoes