Quick To Attack

[Intro: PJ Glizzy & Lefty Goon]
OG fuckin' E nigga
Gang-gang-gang, everything dead
Every opp shot
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, Gang-gang-gang
Grrah-grrah

[Verse 1: Lefty Goon]
Brodie blitz through the front, I'ma blitz through the back
We them demons that’s quick to attack
If you shoot on that block, then you know that’s your ass (He dead)
Can't forget who got shot in his back
Keep dissin' my brothers, better have your strap
Man down, leave his brains in a cab
Catch your bitch, she get hit with a jab
Spin through the 5th tryna catch me a Makk

[Verse 2: BDot Goon]
Yo, Lefty, we gon spin through the 8, cruisin', like, where lil' Nesty?
Catch 'em lackin', do em' like his bestie
Brodie with me and this shit could get heavy
Three deep like Ed, Edd & Eddy
Thottie wanna rump, tell her she not ready
We get jiggy, it get messy, smokin' that boy that got poked in his belly

[Verse 3: Jay Avianne]
She want me to eat it, but I'm tryna beat up the box
Shorty decent and leave with the top
OYOG, everybody shot
Yo, shh the front like I ain't beat the twat
You should've just gave me the mop
Bitch I'm from Courtlandt, don't care bout ya' block
Call up PJ, we makin' it hot, cruisin' in the V on everybody block

[Verse 4: PJ Glizzy]
Ain't no politickin', we gon' click em', I got thirty on me, I ain't missin'
Young mind niggas, we came from the trenches, every rider we seen, we got missin'
Yus Gz, you a bitch, when you see me you really better up that Smith &
Spin the T's, let it rip, I bet Dotti gon' click it, Reemo end up missin'

[Verse 5: SugarHill Keem & Sha EK]
Oh, that's a thot, so I beat on her box, and no, we ain't cuffin' thots
I love my niggas, everybody shot, fuck Dougie, we smokin' his pops
I don't wanna fuck, just gimme the top
Grrah, aka Move Look, y'all niggas know the vibes, smokin' all deads (Grrah, grrah)

[Verse 6: Sha EK]
Set Da Trend, you was just on my dick and niggas heard that you ran on JayRip
How the fuck you ain't die with your muddy?
Spin through the Sev, do 'em like he Dummy
Die Gz, die 5z, die 8, Blockwork a bitch, niggas made him a plate
On my O, every block that I touch I be great, and it's fuck that lil Kev, we screamin', "Free the 8th"

[Verse 7: Wockhardt]
Shoot a movie, this shit gettin' graphic, like, red beam hit his top, do a backflip, ayy
I be steamin' on the Lotti, won't pass it, like, spin the 4z catch a opp, shit tragic, ayy
I be smokin' on the niggas that they can't get back, spin both ways tryna figure where they at
Chase Down Gang, nigga better run fast, 2Woo pack, yeah, I'm smokin' on gas

[Verse 8: CJ Goon]
I'm back and I'm better, just want you to listen
Why the fuck is all these niggas dissin'?
Smokin' on Lotti, but Rah Rah hit different
Grip her ass while she holdin' the Smith &
Me and Top, we like Jordan and Pippen
Get to clickin' while they get to trippin'
Still smokin' that boy that was slippin', I'm a renegade goon, I don't listen

[Verse 9: Lefty Goon]
Brodie blitz through the front, I'ma blitz through the back
We them demons that’s quick to attack
If you shoot on that block, then you know that’s your ass (He dead)
Can't forget who got shot in his back

[Verse 10: BDot Goon]
Yo, Lefty, we gon spin through the 8, cruisin', like, where lil' Nesty?
Catch 'em lackin', do em' like his bestie, brodie with me and this shit could get heavy

[Verse 11: Jay Avianne]
She want me to eat it, but I'm tryna beat up the box
Shorty decent and leave with the top
OYOG, everybody shot
Yo, shh the front like I ain't beat the twat

[Verse 12: PJ Glizzy]
Ain't no politickin', we gon' click em', I got thirty on me, I ain't missin'
Young mind niggas, we came from the trenches, every rider we seen, we got missin'

[Verse 13: SugarHill Keem]
Oh, that's a thot, so I beat on her box, and no, we ain't cuffin' thots
I love my niggas, everybody shot, fuck Dougie, we smokin' his pops

[Verse 14: Sha EK]
Set Da Trend, you was just on my dick and niggas heard that you ran on JayRip
How the fuck you ain't die with your muddy?
Spin through the Sev, do 'em like he Dummy

[Verse 15: Wockhardt]
Shoot a movie, this shit gettin' graphic, like
Red beam hit his top, do a backflip, ayy
I be steamin' on the Lotti, won't pass it, like
Spin the 4z catch a opp, shit tragic, ayy

[Verse 16: CJ Goon]
I'm back and I'm better, just want you to listen
Why the fuck is all these niggas dissin'?
Smokin' on Lotti, but Rah Rah hit different
Grip her ass while she holdin' the Smith &