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[Intro: SugarHill Ddot]
(Yo, Lucas, you heard?)
Grrah-grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
Grrah, grrah-grrah
Can't wait 'til I see Kyle, nigga (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)

[Chorus: SugarHill Ddot]
Like, on the guys, I don't know why they diss
Should've never linked up, yeah, that shit was a miss (Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
And I'm droppin' the O
Smokin' on Diddy, that nigga a float (Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
I remember them days, yeah, we used to be bros (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Now I see one of them niggas, I'm uppin' that score
Real spill, niggas know that I'm from the Hill (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
Better keep you a gun 'cause this shit can get real

[Verse 1: SugarHill Ddot]
On bro, shit get tragic
Call up Chris, and I know he gon' clap em (On bro)
Like, call up Dudey', he pop out the cut
Shot after shot, yeah, he ready to clap em (Grrah-grrah)
Like, I don't know why they talkin' on Notti
Like, I don't know why they dissin' on 'Dot
Like, yeah, they know how we get for that name
The last one who dissed, he got sent to the sky (Grrah-grrah)

[Verse 2: SugarHill Chris]
Smokin' on Ratty, went out by the Ratty (Grrah-grrah)
Rah brains all over the taxi (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Ddot my brother, ain't shit you can ask me
Forever 14, nigga, jack me or clap me (Grrah, grrah)
2Woo-K, yeah, we uppin' the score
Stupid lil' nigga got left on the court
He was Makkin' and Balla, but they took a loss
He hung up his jersey, can't play no more
I got a mop, we out to Columbus
Catch a Sweeper, I'm throwin' a dozen

[Verse 3: SugarHill Ddot & SugarHill Chris]
Catch Jay5ive, hit him with the deady
G Pop, that boy got me deady (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Can't forget about Sdot Go
Like, if I see him, I'm lettin' it blow (Grrah)
Nay, Pop, Friez
All of them niggas got sent to the—, grrah-grrah
Smokin' on Ratty, went out by the Ratty (Grrah-grrah)
Rah brains all over the taxi (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Ddot my brother, ain't shit you can ask me
Forever 14, nigga, jack me or clap me (Grrah, grrah)

[Chorus: SugarHill Ddot]
Like, on the guys, I don't know why they diss
Should've never linked up, yeah, that shit was a miss
And I'm droppin' the O
Smokin' on Diddy, that nigga a float
I remember them days, yeah, we used to be bros
Now I see one of them niggas, I'm uppin' that score (On bro)
Real spill, niggas know that I'm from the Hill
Better keep you a gun 'cause this shit can get real (Ah)

[Outro: SugarHill Ddot & SugarHill Chris]
Grrah-grrah
Relly, G-Pop, Noah
Ah, ah, ah-ah
Aha, aha, aha