[Intro: BLVCK PSVLM]
Fuck what you claim, n***a, we ain't set trippin'
You can be GLB, but it's all about that money
Fuck what you claim, n***a, we ain't set trippin'
You can be GLB, but it's all about that money

[Verse 1: BLVCK PSVLM]
Dope with the smoke, shit stick to the bullets
Clique go in the other side the crip, we seizin' all that bullshit
Get yo profits, n***as not, 'cause we each don't give a shit
I'm a G, GLB, but we still show mud respect
Dope—Dope with the smoke, shit stick to the bullets
Do—Do—Dope with the smoke, shit s—
—ope with the smoke, shit s—
Spec Op in the cliquе, grip, and put that clip up in they back
Forever mad, so kick dеad and keep that frown up

[Verse 2: Freddie Dredd]
Doomset what I rep, better represent the set
Killin' suckas ain't about the mothafuckin' evil shit
What did you just hear? I thought I was so damn clear
When I said "You are dead", do not make me turn to red
Creepin' in the fuckin' mornin', as I wake I hear you moanin'
From the pain I put you in, oh think of what you could have been
Such a waste, I should have paced when I was cuttin' you
Bleedin' out, I had no doubt as I hear you scream n' shout
[Outro: BLVCK PSVLM]
Step up in the stank, big woof [?] with my people
Ain't no input to this shippin' 'cause we leavin' no fuckin' sequel
If I got the feelin', watch as n***as crumble from this skrong
Oh, dead, I see, n***as sweeped up off their feet
I'm a rizzler, foam with tiddies, ha, n***a, what you think?
Should it be [?] instead of talking n***as should we think of a masterplan to give [?]