Nike Tech

[Intro]
(D.J.A. Beats)
Gang shit, nigga, you know how the fuck we comin', man, we steppin' on you niggas
Niggas be bappin', they know where I'm at
You could catch me somewhere just doggin a 'Cat
Just doggin' a 'Cat
A 'Cat

[Verse]
Niggas be bappin', they know where I'm at
You could catch me somewhere just doggin a 'Cat
Thinkin' Chuckyy a rapper 'til your skull get cracked (Come here)
Don't do the 'net, boy, get it on, it's that (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
Chuckyy bail out the V, Chuckyy makin' a mess
Every time Chuckyy bail out, somebody got stretched
Catch a nigga out of bounds, like Nike, he check
It's multiple rounds in my Nike Tech (Come here)
I could buy a 392, doggin' a 'Cat
Niggas tough as hell 'til niggas' skulls get cracked
Pop out fresh, still put a hole in your ass
Catch an opp broad day, still throw at his ass (Come here)
Died tryna get a smoke, they smoked his ass
Doin' one-thirty-eight in a stolen Jag'
High as fuck off the Wock', hope I don't crash
Bust a right, that's the cops tryna get on ass (Yeah, yeah, come here)
My new bitch thick and you know she bad
My left and my right wrist finna be glass (Bling, bling)
I'm signin' a deal if they droppin' a bag
I can't get to 'em, I'm droppin' a bag (Come here)
You slip, you trip, we gon' get on your ass (Come here)
.223 out the whip, come quick like flash (Rrah)
Chuckyy hop on the beat, he tweak and spazz
Last thing folks seen was a beam and a flash
Give a fuck 'bout a camera, I had on a mask
Give a fuck 'bout a cop, still jump out, blast
Tryna giddy up, foenem stompin' the gas
Wet the city up, Lil Rell get on his ass (Come here)
Where I'm from, get caught, we don't give 'em a pass (Come here)
Bail out, send shots, he quickly died (Come here)
A lot of niggas freeze up, get hit with that fire
I'm the face of the trenches, like why would I lie? (Gang)
Niggas jump off the porch and quickly die
Want me to perform, gotta book my fire
I got what it take, got the look in my eye
Hit the block, see the jakes, take flight, we fly (Come here, we gone)
If you want me dead, fuck nigga, come try (You know that)
Them hollows spread, hit him up, he die (Come here, come here)
On a T-shirt, now he got his mama 'nem cryin'
High-speed music, one-thirty on the Dan Ryan

[Outro]
Dan Ryan, doin' one-thirty on the Dan Ryan
Doin' one-thirty on the Dan Ryan
Uh, you know that
Long live Fred, nigga, Chuckyy, keep one in the head, nigga, bucks up
Stupid-ass nigga, dumb-ass nigga