Everything K

[Intro]
Sblock, (ba, ba, ba, ba)
Y’all niggas got so many dead niggas I don’t know who to mention
Like that shit bad you heard
That shit bad over there
Sblock

[Verse 1]
I hope you niggas don’t think that we scared to have beef
Cause I promise that we with it
You wonder why we won't speak 'bout the shit that would happen to y’all cause we did it
My hood getting money, I just hit a lick for some bands and my nigga then we split it
We don’t talk about thotties cause we hit it
Most of them niggas dyin but keep dissing
Tryna spin I'm eager
We four deep in that side, in a beamer
Fuck Haqir and we smoking your father
Your brother got shot he ain't do none еither
It’s cool I keep me a heatеr
I’m on court R block on the bleachers
I’m that nigga I stay in the speakers
Kick that piece sticky nice with a Visa
Fuck that side they broke
And them niggas hiding from us like a hoe
Lil niggas tripping dissin on my bro is you slow?
One two three bitch go
Is we gon [?] I’m like hell no
Lil bro we got four more blocks to go
Got like four more opps to smoke but I got a little bit of pops to roll

[Verse 2]
[?] dat artist stink, bullets em pops and mix em with the drink
Jump in my water promise you gon sink
Don’t ask if I got my hammer what you think?
Two far for da Lama that ain’ for the paint
Uh
Court a side I’m deep
Hop out the V I do this shit a peak
Get out with no mask niggas know it was me
Ight, Cool
Tell me what’s next, I only hang with niggas who gon step
Lil bro be catching rose for that check
Spin Murda Ave, Orange Ave next
I had that back door open let me check
But Sh, Got hit with a tec
I don’t got pole get hit with a left
Them niggas ain’t getting back they gettin swept
Talking 'bout Blast he ain’t got back
Them niggas shot but he ain’t shot back
Said R block but we die that
Fuck D Thang and I’m Die Hats
I’m Michael [?]
I have a number where you hiding at?
U send 5 Im sending 9 Back
Had a shot to the face boy how you like that

[Hook]
(baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow,)

[Verse 3]
Better rum in that Van slide over
Off a E and sum Drink I’m focused
I ain’t ducking no smoke I’m posted
You better buy you some bullet proof lotion
Please don’t tell me to shoot
My right hand man really know what I do
Ya brother got shot chu ain’t hop in that Ku
Sblock got Apes & Snakes like the Zoo
Roll up a blunt I got the drank to
Prior U’ll catch a case for the Flu
I know ya bro got shot before the News
That’s cause I’m outside and bitch I get in tune
Roll up some pops with them home rock
Talking on bro I’m getting you shot
He catch a bullet suck until you pop
He prolly uh survive but nig*a you not
Feel like I’m grabba because I’m 2 Hot
Most of them nigg*s goofy gu bluss
Don’t let us catch em in dat Uber
I don’t diss for a kick can’t see a oozer
Uh
And Druno too
If you had ya hammer why you ain’t shoot?
Pick up the as* on his manz too
I fuck his BM but she ran through
Catch Lil Tom buddy ran too
Shi got me like Dam, What my manz do
You know Ima shoot but I got hands too
And put ya bro next to candles

[Outro: Drose]
[and put ya bro next to candles, I fuck his BM but she ran through, Uh]