Chapters

[Intro: Sir Dubbington]
Yeah
When you see me run up, you pussies better duck up
Uh
Ay LaXerxes, what's happening with it?

[Verse 1: Sir Dubbington]
Still in the 5, that means the beef is live
You better pick a side 'cause somebody gotta die
What's the word, huh? Finna leave you on the curb or something
The way I take apart these blocks you would've though it's Word Hunt

[Hook: Sir Dubbington]
T Block a book, got me out here spittin' chapters
I can't even mess with y'all, writing scripts while you're just actin'
Straight cappin', put a bullet in your cap and
Bitch, I'm from the 503, you can't fuck with me

T Block a book, got me out here spittin' chapters
I can't even mess with y'all, writing scripts while you're just actin'
Straight cappin', put a bullet in your cap and
Bitch, I'm from the 503, you can't fuck with me

[Verse 2: Sir Dubbington]
If my cash flowin', your shit lookin' still, for real
I can't even fuck with you if you ain't made a couple mills
That's just how I feel, if you ask me
If you ain't on top then you ain't blowing past me

Ballin' so fucking hard, I'm in the fast lane
So put all eyes on me, maybe you can see how it be
Livin' in the 503, we don't take that shit light
'Cause if you fuck with me, it's going up on sight

Buh-buh, that's how my homie went down
Big E motherfucker must've thought I was playin' around
He was wrong, I got the drop, 4 blocks away
Lookin' for the mole, but he should've looked in his own gang

So there we go, I'm on his turf, shit was cold
The block was hot, sprayed his block, with, like, 300 shots
Shot about 300 times 'cause you know that be what I keep it
This a message to Eugene, show them I really mean it

[Hook: Sir Dubbington]
T Block a book, got me out here spittin' chapters
I can't even mess with y'all, writing scripts while you're just actin'
Straight cappin', put a bullet in your cap and
Bitch, I'm from the 503, you can't fuck with me

T Block a book, got me out here spittin' chapters
I can't even mess with y'all, writing scripts while you're just actin'
Straight cappin', put a bullet in your cap and
Bitch, I'm from the 503, you can't fuck with me

[Verse 3: Milos Dmitrovic]
Two cups of henny, filled it to the brim
A hood in NYC, he a yankee with no brim
I'm ridin' in that Caddy and that bitch a two-seater
Don't test me or my gang, or we mess you with the heater

Got my first grand, but I spent it on a Rollie
We fired many shots, that boy up on me, rollie pollie
I hate the east, 'cause we from the west
I hate NYC, 'cause you know I'm from the 305

They ain't ever beat us any day, in the block
Gunshot smoke in the atmosphere, that's my Glock
I've been there for hours, yeah, I checked the clock
The NYC hood, bet a bitch we saw him flock

How can a woman birth a child with no rights?
In misogyny, we need to make a fight
You a lazy-ass bitch, you don't make no moves
When I'm in the club, you know they play my tunes

T Block in the streets, got that 5.56 on me
Green tip, AR, got the boy swearing he in a hurry
A problem in our streets is the prejudice we face
The government always lyin', trying to deface

But we don't crumble, yeah, we stand tall
Never bow down to no power that's above, 'cause you know we at the top
Bitch from Kankakee, what she do? Give top
Swear I play that game, I'm that boy, got a drop

[Hook: Sir Dubbington]
T Block a book, got me out here spittin' chapters
I can't even mess with y'all, writing scripts while you're just actin'
Straight cappin', put a bullet in your cap and
Bitch, I'm from the 503, you can't fuck with me

T Block a book, got me out here spittin' chapters
I can't even mess with y'all, writing scripts while you're just actin'
Straight cappin', put a bullet in your cap and
Bitch, I'm from the 503, you can't fuck with me