[Intro]
(Legendary made this one)

[Verse 1: Ard Adz]
Me and heat lickin' bare banks (hella dem)
Ever been surrounded by bare shanks (bare shanks)
You're on your own akh and there's bare man
And you think fuck it, I'll scrap it with my bare hands
Come around ere', you see bare straps (Bare straps)
I go around there, I see bare blanks (Bare blanks)
What you talkin' bout bread, I got bare stack
Guys don't want the hand tings gettin' bare back
Real bad man, man are real mad man (Mad man)
And I wheel round dere' like a real cab man
I turn a Opp boy to a real sad man (Sad man)
And I'm really on war like a rеal Afghan

[Verse 2: RM]
R6, Golf R's, both of them will do the job
I just slide up, do a mazza, thеn I'm movin' off
Put your tints down when you're tryna come through the block
You can get intercepted by the shooter squad (G-Grahh)
When you're a real g, you ain't gotta act it
N***as thought I weren't OJ til' I slapped it
Pussy try violate man and got his back hit
Should've thought twice about fuckin' with this gang ting
Don't try and come around ere' with your chest out (True)
Seen a mans intestine get cheffed out
Man talk crud but they rah' just a let down
Clips half full and it still holds 10 rounds
If I see Opps on my block, I'ma' spray that
One shot from the .44 make you breakdance
Fear no man, I'll stick it on your main man (True)
I did four slide outs with the same strap
[Verse 3: Ard Adz]
I hit a mans crib and he's stuttering
Hit a show with this big wap or the cutter in (Got the cutter in)
Then I hit a lick, bring my brothers in (Alla dem')
Shanks out and he got the juice like my brother Grinch
Tell me what you want, what you tellin' me?
Ever see a man deep-fried like Tennessee
Catch a man waved off the Hennessey
Strap slap well, it was made in the 70's (Old school)

[Verse 4: RM]
Spin hold 6 so I burst 4
German Luger, it came from the first war (Bow, bow)
Dargs on obo tryna serve raw
Put my shank in then I twist so it hurts more (Twist)
Big moves so I tell my akh's come through
Straight gun shots, where you goin' with your Kung Fu
You ain't a roadman, you're a good yute
Kick the front door, tell my yg's to run through (Run tru')