Crash Out

[Intro]
Uh, uh
Go, go
Uh (Uh), gang (Go)
Gang, gang, gang, gang

[Chorus]
Uh, in my city, I got rank (I got rank)
Last nigga played with my block, on foenem, they got spanked (Know his ass got spanked)
They can't say that we don't hop out, when we hopped out, they got chased (Come here)
Anywhere we go, it's ARP's, fully Glock's and dracs (Grrt)
Uh. I know he a goofy, he ain't did nothin' to no face (He ain't did nothin' to no face)
He don't even blow his gun (What?), we don't even know his name
We the ones that get shit changed (On foenem), we the ones that bust your brain (We the ones bust your brain)
Free my block and free my hood (Free my block and free my hood), fuck your block and fuck your gang, nigga (Gah)

[Verse]
I'm one of the rappers you know from the 'Raq (The 'Raq)
I'm one of them ones that's ridin' in hot cars with switches, I'm itchin' to leave somethin' stretched (Ah, ah, come here)
None of my opps ain't killers, nigga, so stop bappin' on them hats (Bappin'-ass nigga)
Ain't finna beef on the 'net, let's link, let's wreck, nigga (Pull up)
Pop out and bring your strap, nigga (Bring your strap)
Uh, hold on, let me put this bitch in drive (In drive)
I'm tryna hop out and swing my door (What?) and put a nigga right in that bath (Come here, grrt)
He was thinkin' with his dick, his ass died, he went out sad (Out sad, nigga)
He was local with a bitch, I put that switch all on his side, on foenem grave (Come here)
Uh, I still go on hits (What?), fuck that law made for that switch (Bitch)
Better not get it misconstrued, I'm that dude, I'll flip (I'll flip, man)
You be on the news about noon if you slip, nigga (If you slip, on foenem grave)
Ain't worried 'bout no bitch, nigga (What?), they know how I get, nigga (They know how I get)

[Chorus]
Uh (Go), in my city, I got rank (Rank)
Last nigga played with my block, on foenem, they got spanked (On foenem, they got spanked)
They can't say that we don't hop out, when we hopped out, they got chased (When we hopped out, they got chased)
Anywhere we go, it's ARP's, fully Glock's and dracs (Grrt)
Uh. I know he a goofy, he ain't did nothin' to no face (He ain't did nothin' to no face)
He don't even blow his gun, we don't even know his name (Don't know his name, huh)
We the ones that get shit changed (Fah, bah), we the ones that bust your brain (Gang)
Free my block and free my hood (Come on, come on), fuck your block and fuck your gang, nigga (Uh-huh, bitch)