Left 4 Dead

[Intro]
You fuck niggas know what the business is, you heard me? (Bop, bop, bop)
Head youngin, bitch, I'm back in that mode, you heard me?
Free the guys

[Chorus]
Left for dead and see the music of the streets
Bitch, I'm fresh out a cell but I still keep my heat
We lost members to the beef
Love my cutter like my brother, need another fully piece
I keep a switch it ain't sweet
Still'll swerve for all that chalkin', we the ones who do that walkin'
Free my youngin, hope he bail, he the one that do the chalkin'
All this drillin' like a spell, I can't get this shit up off me
Diss the dead, wish you well, you just gon' be another coffin

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm back but that shit changed
I'm on the same thing
I'm in the shadows rapping but you know that I got perfect aim
Free my cousin Walt, he slangin' choppas like he at a range
Never wanted fame, that's how I came, the trenches know my name
Way before rap, I was working Glocks, I been the biggest opp
I know they want my spot but I won't stop, I got the fastest chop
Drop and let it lock, boy, I'm gleashin', I don't fuck with rocks
Gettin' money and killing shit, that's why the feds out
They know that that lead hot, we go be at every spot
Get that lo, I'm camping out, the city dry, we need a opp
We smokin' who? You need to stop, that's why we got dead opps
Fall back from the war and get this cake, that's what they sayin' now
I was just on missions with a semi, this shit way different
Labels talkin' chicken, get that money, I'ma burn the city
Ain't no niggas like us, free the members, all my niggas vicious
Fuck a blue check, I been verified in the trenches
Lost my nigga to the smoke, I catch my man, I gotta zip 'em
Lil' bro, he was out here workin' P's but he love drillin'
Crackers got 'em rolled up in the county for standin' on that business
We done made history, the yougest ones to make it out the city
Fresh up out the county jail and I'm still ridin' with it
I ain't worried about the other side, them niggas been bitches
DOA, we love homicides, I need more switches (I need that switch, I swear to God)

[Chorus]
Left for dead and see the music of the streets
Bitch, I'm fresh out a cell but I still keep my heat
We lost members to the beef
Love my cutter like my brother, need another fully piece
I keep a switch, it ain't sweet
Still'll swerve for all that chalkin', we the ones who do that walkin'
Free my youngin, hope he bail, he the one that do the chalkin'
All this drillin' like a spell, I can't get this shit up off me
Diss the dead, wish you well, you just gon' be another coffin

[Outro]
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
You fuck niggas know the business, you heard me?
Bitch, you know who run the city, you heard me?
Ain't worried 'bout no opps, man, you know
Free Sosa
Free VJ
Free Walt, you heard me?
Long live the guys
Long live Sauce
Long live Quez
Long live Reem, you heard me?