41 Shots

[Intro: Baby Gee, PFA Leek]
(Grrah)
(Grrah)
(Grrah grrah boom)
(Like and they know how we coming and uh it’s a hop out the, grrah grrah)
(That’s right there, yeah)
(BG, go get em)
(Rrah, rrah, rrah)

[Chorus: Baby Gee, PFA Leek]
These niggas backwards
I can’t tip my hat, they cappers
On Chester, they lackers
Come to my block with the shooters and trappers
Four-one shots, tryna catch me a rapper (Nigga I’m bussing)
Bro off a slapper
Toting on nina, I double tap her (Grrah, grrah)
Blood get splattered
Four-one shots, G-Lock with a ladder

[Verse 1: Baby Gee, PFA Leek]
I was like 9 with a knock in my coat
And I been outside, I could merch it on Folk
Ta got rich, then turned crip
Sound like extortion, that boy is a joke
He was jacking the 'Line
But he Woo when he [?]
See a 41 chain, it’s mine
I got the drop, better get on time (You know where we at)
I’m on the block, but I handle the rock like Wemby
Every opp shot, I be feeling like [?]
JB, he double the G, with two felonies, do a drill in his Fendis
Know the opps they pray on me, so it stay on me, keep a K on me
On the block where KR be, with an ARP, and I’m shooting like J.R. be (Like he a bucket)
Bro got state time, on that block from the night to the daytime
If I see that dyke and I clap a bitch, they might charge a nigga with a hate crime (Fuck that dyke)
Bro got state time, on that block from the night to the daytime
If I see that dyke and I clap a bitch, they might charge a nigga with a hate crime

[Verse 2: PFA Leek]
Like, they don’t want me to get in that mode, I’ma troop it on feet with like forty-one shots, like
He dropping rakes just to be cool, he was just a little dude, they done got me on hots
Ahh, baow, I know that he drop
How the fuck is he crip? He is not from that block
Like, he ain’t never throw shot after shot
Like, how the fuck is he jacking the opps
I got some for niggas that’s saying my name, better tote on that G, I’ma leave it at that
Better off, let me see Ta on that block, that’s a 41 down, that chain get snatched
Since he went up all that rap is just cap
Jenn got beat she was all on her back
Doing his thing, I’ma give him his props, but he dropping my rakes so it’s time to get packed
Like, bring a friend ‘cause it’s me and BG
Like, bring another one, I’m with JB
Like, free Suave, he was really top three
Bitch giving drops while she eating the team
Like, me and bro had that shit with a beam
Like, shout out Melo, I call up fifteen
Better think twice when you running your lips
Couple niggas gon’ die ‘cause they [?]

[Chorus: Baby Gee, PFA Leek]
These niggas backwards
I can’t tip my hat, they cappers
On Chester, they lackers
Come to my block with the shooters and trappers
Four-one shots, tryna catch me a rapper (Nigga I’m bussing)
Bro off a slapper
Toting on nina, I double tap her (Grrah, grrah)
Blood get splattered
Four-one shots, G-Lock with a ladder