Most Hated

[Chorus: Cojack]
(Just Joe)
Most hated in the city, give no fucks nobody fuckin' with me
Choppa hold none less than fifty, shoot this bitch for half a century
Niggas know we bully gang from streets until the penitentiary
Thought it was a game 'til got on the stand, this nigga really snitchin'
Get up in that jam, I can't fold, I won't be no witness (Shit)
Grew up on the 6, we catch bodies just to ease the feelin'

[Verse 1: Cojack]
Niggas know we drillin', catch a opp we wrap 'em like it's Christmas (Man down)
Real disrespectful, smack a nigga then go fuck his sister (Fuck his sister)
We want all the smoke, give no fuck 'bout who be rollin' with ya (Fuck the opps)
Yeah, hе tote a gun but is the nigga really blowin' pistols? (Pussy)
Nigga what's thе issue? I got shooters, they'll come and get ya (Come and get ya)
Crop ya out the picture, family miss you, now they blowin' tissues (Man down)
Choppa bullets rip 'em and they twist 'em like he in a blender (In a blender)
Choppa bullets rip 'em and they twist 'em like he in a blender (In a blender)
Pockets too official, come and get ya, I don't pay no feelings (No pain)
Niggas really bitches, all they really do is tweet on Twitter (Niggas bitches)
'Til I creep up on you you won't never see what really hit you (Man down)
'Til I creep up on you you won't never see what fuckin' hit you (Adios)

[Chorus: Cojack ]
Most hated in the city, give no fucks nobody fuckin' with me
Choppa hold none less than fifty, shoot this bitch for half a century
Niggas know we bully gang from streets until the penitentiary
Thought it was a game 'til got on the stand, this nigga really snitchin'
Get up in that jam, I can't fold, I won't be no witness (Shit)
Grew up on the 6, we catch bodies just to ease the feelin' (Ease the pain)

[Verse 2: Rod K]
Me and Cojack in this bitch, man, Rod K, man
Y'all know how we comin' man (Look)
It was me and Nuski (Nuk)
Ridin' round two clips tryna shoot a movie (A movie)
Masked up, gloves on, lookin' for them goofies (Masked up)
Tryna turn a nigga white tee to a two-piece
No white flags in the field where the troops be (No sir)
I never leave my bitch 'cause she too sweet (Uh uh)
I've been runnin' to that bag like an athlete (A athlete)
Forever strapped cus I know niggas wanna smack me (Smack me)
Look, but we ridin' with them wops (Wops)
Lookin' for the opps (The opps)
Spin a nigga block (Block)
Shots fired, man down, Cojack popped his top (Cojack)
I just turned a nigga's four-door to a drop (Chopped)
You know 'bout them chops (Chops)
You know when they hit it ain't no missin', niggas drop (They drop)
You know I'm gone miss it, ain't no hittin' up that car (Nah)
Tried to run, .62s trip 'em, gone make 'em fall
Twenty-eight grams in the four, I broke the char (Face drop)
Opp hoes ridin' my dick, get off my jaw (Jaw)
Strapped up, handin' out shots like I'm a boss (Like I'm a boss)
Don't gotta rock, you know how I rack 'em with this guitar (With this guitar)
Foot on the gas, makin' them crackers come do they job (J-S-O-K)