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[Intro: Prince Dre]
I don't even get high
Ayy (JD on the track)
On foe'nem grave, huh?
Get Back, ayy
(Kilo made this)
Ayy

[Verse 1: Prince Dre]
Boy, this shit just started, (Huh?) bitch, this shit ain't over (Ayy)
I don't know what they told you, I'm a shotta and I be with soldiers (Huh? Huh?)
Ain't no playing around, (Ayy) catch him, man down (Come here)
Bitch, I'm on this mission, Get Back with me
Choppa fan him down (Boom, boom)

[Verse 2: DQFrmDaO]
Choppa fan him down, (Choppa fan him) bitch, we shooting at the crowd (Bitch we shooting)
We rock shows like Rolling Loud (Bitch we what?)
Just pop, stretch him, roll him out (Boom, boom)
Get that drop, we get to rushing, (We get to rushing) pistols busting
You need repercussion (Boom, boom, boom)
Glizzy toast him, ain't no tussling (Huh?)
Boy, somebody call that (What?) nigga mother (Call that nigga mother)

[Verse 3: Muwop]
'Wop, I'm feeling youngest
Catch him, make that nigga fumble (Huh? What?)
BJ, DQ smoking ganja
In a highspeed chase, just me and Gunna (Yeah, yeah)
I be in them trenches (O'Block) with folks'nem packing pistols (Glock boy)
They know Muwop, I get busy, (Doing what?) Glock 23 come with fifty

[Verse 4: Prince Dre]
This shit won't end, (Nah) we gon' spin around that Benz (Skrr)
Spin again, ayy, (Skrr) we can't catch him, we gon' hit his kin (Boom, boom)
Hawk him down, ayy, (Ayy) choppa bullets popping out FN's (Boom)
It's gon' get crazy, uh, we considered like the Navys (Huh?)

[Verse 5: DQFrmDaO]
Strapped up like the Navy, (We strapped) we be blazing
Make the bullets chase him (Boom, boom-boom)
We gon' see you later, (Bye-bye) Glizzy faced him (Boom, boom)
Off this Earth, (Boom, boom) run that block, I got them pesos (Uh-huh)
More shoes, I lace them, (What?) put 'em on
And all my niggas, we so dangerous (O'Block)
You can't tame us, we walk up strangers (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

[Verse 6: Muwop]
Like Reggie, shoot like Pacers
That boy, we gon' erase him (Yeah)
Walk up, don't do no chasing (What?)
Mask on me just like Jason (Yeah)
O'Block, we running town (Doing what?)
Free Duke, we holding it down (Duke)
It's still fuck all the opps
We still gon' put 'em in the ground (Boom, boom)

[Verse 7: Prince Dre]
Fill that Glock up with them tracers
Light 'em up and chase 'em (Yeah)
Send him up to the maker, no, it ain't no saving him (Yeah, yeah)
Swinging sticks with them beams, shit look like some lasers (Huh?)
I pop out where you sleep, (Boom) better hope you make it out (Boom)