Dirty Revolver

[Chorus: B.A. Badd & Mafiosa & both]
Did your scale collect the residue? (Collect it)
In the custody of pigs you never tell the truth (Never)
Get you some hammers what you best to do (Best)
'Cause that design you niggas rockin' ain't bulletproof (Not at all) (Yeah)
Around my way, you hear shots fired
Ayo, ayo, ayo; ayo; ayo; ayo; ayo (Yo, I like this vibe right here)
Around my way, you hear shots fired (B.A!)
Ayo, ayo, ayo; ayo; ayo; ayo; ayo

[Verse: B. A. Badd & [Ad-libs by] Mafiosa]
Huh, I seen a lot up in my youngin' days
Hunger pains, had me stealin' extras for my lunch trays
I ducked strays (right)
Seen my neighborhood up on the front page
Corrupt stage, where I perform wеll with a dumb rage (Yeah)
My twelvе-gangue was sawed-off back on Ellis street
Nicks I used to sell my trees (You niggas know what it is)
Up and down Fayette tuckin' felonies (East side)
White-gold chain attached to jealousy (Yeah)
My duce-five was ebony
It kept me out of Bethany, Baptist church
Don't want to see my mother hurt (Nah)
Kept my face up off of shirts (I did)
Gave her hugs and kisses right before I went and put in work (Hahah)
We was goin' tit-for-tat
Hit my mans, we hit'm back (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
The beef is real, we took some losses (Shit!)
Shit, I can give'm that
Crazy when your homies kill your mans, you can not relate (They don't know nothin' about that)
You not the same, you had to go through it just to feel my pain (You don't know my fuckin' pain, nigga)
Stack it till your plate is full
Said my grace
I ain't believe nobody walked on water until I seen it my neighborhood (That's a fuckin' fact, nigga, it's different)
Twenty-man roundup outa state, in my neighborhood (Twenty guys)
Twenty-plus niggas dead from it in my neighborhood (Rest in peace all the real rights)
D's on every corner, it be hot up in my neighborhood (Fuck the law!)
Just a glimpse, comin' from my hood up in my neighborhood
Bad! (Bad!)

[Chorus: B.A. Badd & Mafiosa & both]
Did your scale collect the residue? (Collect it)
In the custody of pigs you never tell the truth (Never)
Get you some hammers what you best to do (Best)
'Cause that design you niggas rockin' ain't bulletproof (Not at all)
Around my way, you hear shots fired
Ayo, ayo, ayo; ayo; ayo; ayo; ayo
Around my way, you hear shots fired
Ayo, ayo, ayo; ayo; ayo; ayo; ayo