Q Da Fool Diss

Niggas talking in the streets like I ain't sharp
I'm running shit down your parts
Sheets and don don, all I spark
My niggas strapped up like the SWAT
My gorillas got the guap
I got the monkey clips gorilla Glocks
I do this for the whole up top
Nigga he your pops he sell rocks, rocks, rocks
My cluckers don't want bars they want rocks, rocks, rocks
The way I took a nigga bitch he think my collar popped
The way I pull up with the bricks he think I own the block
All my cluckers want the goop and the hard dope nigga
Think he want a eight ball, thats a huncho nigga
If he try serve him on the strip I bet we rob those niggas
Any move I try to hit I bet the squad go nigga
He try to run off the .45 go out Largo with it
Nigga Izzo got the .45 and his bitch still hit it
Still hit, hit, hit.. boy out Largo they hitting
[Cheecho; Shout of my brother man]
We ain't brothers this shit business
[?] ouu we beefing bitch we beefing they some bitches
Nigga Ricky, Cheecho vicious, he pulling up with gorillas
Bumped into Corleone, he was nervous; He out, the dipper
He was like hip my phone; That lil gun shit ain't my business
Go head keep the lil gun, you gon' bullship, you die clicking
He said you know I ain't no gangster, I'm just tryin' get high nigga
But you gotta die nigga, yeah you out of time nigga
All the money all the guns and all the bitches mine nigga
All the hundreds, all the fifties, all the twenties mine nigga
[?] serving crack I do not fuck with dimes niggas
One of my hittas' with the squad gon' spin your block on time nigga
Heard there was money on your head I fuck around and buy it nigga
We got money on the bus, we move the AR's on the bus
Cheecho shot him now he in the cut
Soon as we find him his trap getting bust
It ain't no playing me, I pull the strap out he understand me
You fucking with a goat bitch I'm a [?]