M Boys

[Intro: Maar]
Chopz
E, what's good, gang?
What we on?
Huh, fuck it
Huh

[Verse 1: Maar]
Bitch, what gun I wanna pick today?
Yeah, the police took my 9 and I really like my 40s, I'ma stick to Drac' (Huh)
Cuttin' niggas off that want money, but can't get the pape'
How you hatin' on your mans gettin' money and he just demonstrated? (Huh)
Yeah, I feel like Ali on Sports Illustrated
Knockin' niggas down with one punch like come get your mans up
Huh, talkin' like he got his gun, but his hands up
Niggas thinkin' shit funny, alright, nigga, stand up
Huh, niggas that be with you be the first to get you
That's when I first got my pistol, had to stick my mans up
I ain't fuckin' with no niggas that be caught up in the system
When I first got my free call, get my bail money
Huh, bitch, get your ass up, I think I smell somethin'
'Bout to put some ice on my wrist like I fell on 'em, huh
Watch who you be with 'cause these niggas snitch
If they hear the time that they was doin', they'll probably tell on you
Hmm, bitch-ass nigga
Ganja God, Walk Down, Striker Boys
You know what the fuck goin' on
Chopz, talk to 'em

[Verse 2: Chopz]
My shit real quick
I'm drinkin' all the Dom like it's my B-day
All I care about is pape', green just like CJ
Totin' on them clippers, give your ass a fuckin' temp fade
Dog should wear panties 'cause his ass got some fuckin' bitch ways
I remember comin' last, now I got my way
Strap poppin' up quickdraw, ain't comin' off the waist
If she ain't givin' up the pussy, comin' off the face
If I ain't gettin' to no munyun, I ain't A-okay
Huh, I ain't A-okay
Girl, you caught me in a sleep moment, it was a drank day

[Verse 3: Babyfxce E]
My bitch buy me shit too, I'm like, "Thanks, bae"
Slide on a nigga after 12, it's a late skate
Wake up, wipe the crust off like, "This a pape' day"
I told y'all this not a Friday, but I got Day-Day
Damn, today is a Friday, so it's after next
I understand it's that time of month, but you still got some neck
Like, bitch, don't forget
Yeah, come on
Huh
I make money in my sleep, do you think I'm trippin' 'bout that shit?
Huh
You right, 'cause I still am
Bitch sucked the blood out my dick, she a real vamp
Box with the drum on the clip, this bitch'll kill a camp, huh

[Verse 4: Maar]
Niggas know we got the guns, but they still step
We'll do his ass like Chris Brown, he ain't gon' see the next scene
She a bad lil' bitch tryna fuck
I'm like Buns off of Belly, I ain't gon' fuck, but I can get the neck please

[Verse 5: Chopz]
Wanna hear my verse on your song? Check please
Them fake-ass chains finna have your fuckin' neck green
Huh, like my cup is
Me and gang get to pressin' shit, we don't care who it is

[Verse 6: Babyfxce E]
You can still get the belt, don't care what you did
Don't care if you got ten hats, can end by a switch
'Bout some pape', I'll crash, won't be about a bitch
Don't gotta spread my dog shit, nigga, you can see it by my 'fit

[Outro: Babyfxce E & Chopz]
Nigga, add that shit up, nigga
Go to all my pictures and add them bitches up and see what my 'fit come up to, nigga
M Block, Striker
All that shit