Denied

[Intro]
Gang, gang, gang
Grah,grah, grah, grah
Gang, gang, gang
Like, Uh-huh
Die Gz, gang, gang, gang

[Chorus - PJ Glizzy]
Boy just walked in the spot, start clicking
He told me it was to oppy
When I upped it and draw, I step on the car
I'm shooting the feds in a heartbeat
Called up Dougie B, we got a lick
We gon' hop out, like two or three blicks
Oh that drilly gang we gotta hit
Oh that drilly gang we bouta blitz

[Verse 1 - Dougie B]
Turn to the O, bitch we don't go
Big EBK, we got too many poles
Too many bottles, respect
Don't beef if you broke
Tell him pick up a gun and put it for bro
Bitch I'm not lacking,I don't got my choppa any nigga get knocked right out
We got choppas and knockas, extended to hollows
Bitch me and gang walked out
Bitch I'm high like a kite, light's out
I'm a flocka, can't box right now
Got cops still rapping: "Like how?"
Time to gеt back, push your boy, pipe down
I'mma just walk on this shit, when I walk with the grip, bitch I walk with a lick
Can't bе moving to fast, got the chop on my hip
They be saying we be rappers and shit
Yo bitch out here caressing and shit
Glizzy keep a .30, and I keep a .9
If that bitch run her teeth, tell that bitch off the Y
Ain't no reason to slide, niggas never outside
It's the fuck all the opps, anybody could die

[Chorus - PJ Glizzy]
Boy just walked in the spot, start clicking
He told me it was to oppy
When I upped it and draw, I step on the car
I'm shooting the feds in a heartbeat
Called up Dougie B, we got a lick
We gon' hop out, like two or three blicks
Oh that drilly gang we gotta hit
Oh that drilly gang we bouta blitz

[Verse 2 - PJ Glizzy]
Brody got the drop, he got the lick
He shooting like bro, like he made the pick
That baba she lying, he just start the trip
That knocking start kicking, that boy got the Smith
And Benzo just told: "We just caught us a running man"
That hollow tip knocka that boy out right of his place
That choppa go: "Grah, grah, grah, grah!"
They tryna push us, oh nah, nah, nah
If you jacking Gz, put that boy in the pavement
We smoking Woo Lotti, Dummy in the air
I'm flushing the-, I don't even care
Got Dougie with me, and we spin make it hot
That .40 make that pussy boy disappear
If he jacking drilly gang, clicking the spot
That .42 got that lil' bitch moving weird
That's why I just walk with the stick, with the knock

[Chorus - PJ Glizzy]
Boy just walked in the spot, start clicking
He told me it was to oppy
When I upped it and draw, I step on the car
I'm shooting the feds in a heartbeat
Called up Dougie B, we got a lick
We gon' hop out, like two or three blicks
Oh that drilly gang we gotta hit
Oh that drilly gang we bouta blitz