808 Mafia
958 Freestyle
[Verse]
Who ride with hundred choppas, ain't got nothin' to lose
This goes for the Wock', cope a 100 shoes
Nah, we ain't here to argue, we gon' shoot
Got a choppa same size as 42
N***as be slidin' their fam all on you
You a rookie in this shit, I can coach you
Out in space with some bitch, you can't get no boo
Put a n***a on a scoop like it's a raw coupe
Bitch out in Beverly, she wanna marry me
She say she hate that a n***a sold medicine
I want a 100 piece, she tryna better me
But didn't believe me, talkin' about bettеr me
You talkin' to better mе, look at my schedule
You always in the kitchen and you sick for the residue
I'm from the streets, where you was told "You better shoot"
N***as some bitches, I wasn't surprised that they never do
Fuck n***as out here, my people can bury you
Slide to his funeral and we shoot out the barrier
Fuck n***as died, man, these people can carry you
You keepin' me high, I'm cashin' on avenue
It's me and big sister, this shit can get treacherous
Can no fuck n***a get next to us
Big bro been goin' strong like residence
No referee, we gotta tackle this
N***as sayin' games, we gon' stretch you
Pull up, we kill shit on the regular