Muddy

[Intro]
Gang-gang-gang
Grrah-grrah, boom
I'm fucking back, nigga
Suck my dick (So)
Off the Yellow, my guy movin' dusty
He could get shot if he yellin' out "Muddy"
Hope the pistol don't jam when I up, please
Have him just runnin', duckin', think he lucky (Gang-gang-gang, War's too nasty)
With some 'ooters so don't try to rush me (Don't rush me)
Yeah, he talked on my gang, he a dummy (He a dummy)
When we spin through the Sev, it's a body
Yeah, we just aimin', lookin' for Zanotti (Zanotti)

[Chorus]
Off the Yellow, my guy movin' dusty
He could get shot if he yellin' out, "Muddy"
Hope the pistol don't jam when I up, please
Have him just runnin', duckin', think he lucky (Gang-gang)
With some 'ooters so don't try to rush me (Don't rush me)
Yeah, he talked on my gang, he a dummy (He a dummy)
When we spin through the Sev, it's a body
Yeah, we just aimin', lookin' for Zanotti (Zanotti)

[Verse]
When we catch us a Flocka, it's up (Yeah, it's up)
Roscoe my brother, fiendin' just to up (Boom-boom)
African boy, that's me, that's who? (That's who)
We gon' hop out, boomin' at his crew (Boom-boom)
He gon' bend through my block? Boom what? Shoot who? (Shoot who?)
How the fuck you went kuu' with a deuce (How?)
If the Flocks don't know what the Oz really do
If the Flocks don't know what the— (Gang-gang-gang)
Smokin' on Dummy, Chic, Matt
Lotti got poked and he stuck in a pack (And he stuck in a pack)
Smokin' on 'Lilah, Beans, Benz (Gang)
Rell got packed and he went with his friends (Gang, gang-gang)
Smokin' on Dub, LA, Heff
Boy got beat with a hookah to death (Suck my dick)
Gang-gang
Boy got beat wit' a hookah to death

[Chorus]
Off the Yellow, my guy movin' dusty
He could get shot if he yellin' out, "Muddy"
Hope the pistol don't jam when I up, please
Have him just runnin', duckin', think he lucky (Think he lucky)
With some 'ooters so don't try to rush me (Don't rush me)
Yeah, he talked on my gang, he a dummy (He a dummy)
When we spin through the Sev, it's a body
Yeah we just aimin', lookin' for Zanotti
Off the Yellow, my guy movin' dusty
He could get shot if he yellin' out, "Muddy"
Hope the pistol don't jam when I up, please
Have him just runnin', duckin', think he lucky (Think he lucky)
With some 'ooters so don't try to rush me (Don't rush me)
Yeah, he talked on my gang, he a dummy (He a dummy)
When we spin through the Sev, it's a body
Yeah, we just aimin', lookin' for Zanotti

[Outro]
OGz the fuck up nigga, suck my dick
Every Flocka shot, YG or fuckin' not, nigga
Gang-gang-gang
Gang-gang-gang
Grrah