Fuck 14

[Verse 1: Nas EBK]
Like why niggas mention my name ?
Catch me a OY, I up it and flame
Like how many opps got hit?
Notti got Poked, Charlie got spliffed
Roll to the Hill don't run don't trip
I spot DD, then his body gon' flip
Roll to the Court don't run, don't trip
I spot Dudey, then his body gon' flip
It's a new opp in the air
Dummy died, Fighting a crip
Rah Rah he died, flock at the Lyft (Like what?)
E With the what? You is a bitch
And yo' lil' sister got hit, still ain't do shit (Like how?)
Smoking they mans, it could get lit (Like what?)
I spot a O, I empty the clip (Like what?)
Shot by a dyke, he got hit in his hip

[Verse 2: CHII WVTTZ & TG Crippy]
Number one, "Keep Ya Pole Up"
N*** died , cus he froze up
Number two, "You Better Just Shoot"
Bitch I back out the V put it right in thе coupe
Number three , "Nevеr Trust No Bitch"
Got shot in the telly, got lined by a smooch
Number four , "Better Do What You Do"
Cus if I catch a n**** we mix while I shoot
Number five , "Better Have You A [?]"
If you spin through the Sev , Body flipping the coupe
Number six , "I Predicted This Shit"
She be sucking and swallow and crews
Number seven , I'm a demon and shit
I be leaving n****s on the news
Number eight , Keep squeezing this shit
Get booked with a chop , n**** I refuse
Number nine, Leave him bleeding and shit
N****s already knew that they was gon' lose
Number ten , I be peeping this shit
N****s ya mans they be sneaking and shit
Gang , I thought I was tweaking and shit
Got me a bitch she a freak on the dick
Gang, And I'm back in the town with the sitchy
Smoking on Rah tell em' n***s get with me
And them hollow tips burnin' his kidneys
Bullets start taking his weight , his skinny, gang
And them hollow tips burnin' his kidneys
Bullets start taking his weight , his skinny, gang
And them n***s keep dissing on JayRip
N***s is soft and they bitches is basic
And them n***s keep dissing on JayRip
N***s is soft and they bitches is basic
Peep the opp, he was tryna' get low
Can’t run got the beam on the scope
I got the wheel, you could flock at the O’s
Lil' G said, "You know how it go"
Hang out the window, he letting it go
Boy tried to run he got shot in the toe
I keep it on me everywhere I go
Since everybody want to claim that they a O
Cross a O like Tic-Tac-Toe
DOA be the gang, niggas already know
Wait, yeah I got booked for the pole
When I came back home, had the chop in the crib
Tried to spin it I'm flocking the whip
Can’t forget about Mex nigga died in the whip
And my mom keep saying, "Stop flocking and shit"
I done seen a grown man get flocked by a kid
Free my niggas that’s doing a bid
Most of them niggas is doing some years
Can’t forget BlockWork is a kid
He saying names, what the fuck he done did?
Niggas know he ain't never did shit
If I spin through the Hill then I’m making it lit
Been a whole year, Rah Gz in a spliff
Tell me why niggas never did shit?
Chase pop out we gon' spin in the whip
Spot a Vato then he getting hit
We make movies, y'all make clips
Niggas better remember that shit
And if we got beef we ain’t deadin' that shit
Deuce 5 in the shoe tryna' dump out the whip
Free Za, I'm fried, I'm smoking on Nick
Mix it with Notti, that shit got a kick
Drilly to the Blixky the fuck is that shit?
Niggas better start lacing they kicks
TG here, don't run, don't trip
I'm just praying a fuck nigga slip
LVK, put a Well on the list
I said fuck it, put Kay in a spliff
Smoking on Dubskii, so what?
Mix it with Nay, that shit got a punch
Got it on me, walkin' like I'm drunk
If I spot me a Vato, I'ma hit 'em up
And Roscoe can suck my dick
You ain't smoking on Dot, you ain't hittin' this spliff (Dotty)
Movin' tact with the grip in the whip
If you run up on us, then you gon' be a spliff
Movin' tact with the grip in the whip
If you run up on us, then you gon' be a spliff

[Verse 3: Set Da Trend]
I ain't shootin' from deep, I'ma walk up, get closer
So many deads, who the fuck I'ma roll up?
Said that you spinnin', but you never showed up
Know I'm droppin' the O's, we do not get jiggy
Carry a knife, he got poked
How many niggas done died on they block?
Smokin' E with the dot, know I do that a lot
Smokin' E with the dot, yeah, I do it a lot
TP, pass me the Lu, Nick ain't bussin' enough (Lu, Lu)
Think I'm lackin', you see me, you better just duck
Up this Glock with a hundred, I'm coolin' with Dupp'
Smokin' Notti, that shit punch (that shit punch)