PSA Pt. 2

[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
Lee Drilly
Grrah
94Gz no Gz like these, you heard? (Gang, gang)
Jack B's, jack bigger B's, drop my shit we gon' let it squeeze (I'm like, that's it)
Lee Drilly (What?)

[Verse 1]
I'm like, that's it (What?)
All the guns is off, if a nigga move Wock', I'ma dust 'em off (Dust 'em)
Bully, tragic at school, who he frontin' for?
And them Munnas the niggas I'm huntin' for (Trendy)
And don't talk 'bout the opps, 'cause we punched 'em all (What? Beat 'em)
Jahlik ran, I was like, "What you runnin' for?" (Jahlik)
And don't talk 'bout the hoes 'cause we fucked 'em all (What?)
I've been smokin' Lil Loc since he touched the floor

[Bridge]
Oh, they done
Tryna rap like me, you my son (What?)
I be doin' all this shit for fun, chops up in the vid, I caught you and your gun
Gang-gang
But we flame shit, watch out, I'm totin' somethin' dangerous (Boom, boom)
Always knew that one day we would make it, way before rap, y'all was livin' basic (Glaow!)

[Verse 2]
When I get on the beat, everybody get lit (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Niggas know my body, spinnin' with a TEC
Oh, he think he tough? Put him to the test (What?)
Every time we take a trip, we make a mess
And let's talk about spinnin', we do it the best
Makin' movies like each time we fessed
Tank done died, they put 'em to rest (Tanky!)
Can't forget about Country, he partied to death (Whoopty)
I pull up on the plug like it's payday
I get bored, and I slide on the ReyWay (Boom, boom)
And it's still, "Free three," the right way
[?] like he on LeBron James
Tell the brodie "Slow down, that's Kay-Kay"
Write 'em up, he went out on the same day (Boom, boom)
I been dozin' crazy off this Beyblade
Necio too, went out the same way (What?)
Every beef that we have, you know we done won that
Got the drop on the Flock, call [?]
Kill some Uptown deads, me and Squeeze bun that
Know a Hill top opp, where that lil' nigga lung at? (What?)
Everybody take close, so I'm like, "Fuck that"
Tough times don't last, you gon' have a rough patch
But it's not about that, it's how you come back
DOA ain't get back, and they ain't get 'em back (At all)

[Verse 3]
And they don't act bad 'cause they know how it be (What?)
Every time shots fly, when I hop out the V (Boom, boom)
Catch me a Baby, I rock 'em to sleep, I don't talk too much, I just slide when it's beef (Rock 'em, BabiiezK!)
And I'm done bein' nice, can't get nothin' by me, I don't wanna talk shit, I'ma let this .9 speak (What?)
And they ain't stop makin' guns, when they made mine
But they stopped makin' niggas like me
But if they feel a way, we could go dumb
In the field, every day with my poles tucked
What you say? Who? Where? Wait, hol' up (What?)
Fuck a dead nigga I'm like, "So what?" (He dead)
Know a couple niggas who act so tough, but got touched and still ain't pick a pole up
Free Gotti, know that nigga froze up (Free Gotti, he pussy)
Shout out to Loc, that boy got rolled up
And they fuck with the East or the West out (What?)
East 194 from the best out
So if you droppin' the 4, we bring TEC's out
Got a whole bunch of chops I could test out
And I just shoot first, that's the best route
If you lack on your block, that's a death route
Jacob (Jacob, Jacob, Jacob) died with a gun, he got stretched out
Still smokin' Zuly I know that lil' nigga feel left out (Zuly)

[Verse 4]
Remember back then, when my niggas ain't have shit (Mula)
Now we hittin' stores with all this baggage
In the trenches, but we livin' lavish (What? What?)
Demon child, but I'm still a savage (Demon child)
So I pray that he don't get caught lackin'
Point out guns and .30s like fractions
Shootin' at the Rey' that was our practice (ReyWayK)
[?] without glasses
And they fuck with my music, cause they know it's felt
Like I been outside since it was bells
Like all the drills that we done dealt?
And all the pills that we done selled?
I was in the field, never needed help (At all)
Drinkin' Wock and smokin' on the shelf
And I would talk about that boy, who died in the HR but [?] (Yellow)
But R.I.P. Rah, it was deeper than rappin' (R.I.P. Rah)
Felt that pain with Nesty and ASSASIN (Facts)
They ain't kick your candles, they was cappin'
Kicked JayRipK candles, he was lackin' (JayRipK!)
In the stu' wit' this music, come tap in
Rah died, and my nigga start packin'
Boy they thought we was Crooklyn, with the way we reacted
Dougie got shot and acted like it ain't happen

[Outro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah boom
Lee Drilly (Lee Drilly, drop the 4 I'm uppin' the .9, you heard?)
94Gz no Gz like these you heard
We jack B's, jack bigger B's, drop my shit we gon' let it squeeze
I'm the reason your mother told you, "Stay off the corner," nigga (Demon child, nigga)
Y'all know my body (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Spinnin' wit a TEC, somebody get left, nigga (Lee Drilly)
Don't end up like Lil Loc, stupid