The Last Diss

You know what time it is man
Bang Da Hitta in this bitch!

(Intro)
Bitch
I come from the pole where it's cold at
Fuck what you're talking my niggas be on it
Pop at your crib with your kids and your siblings and show your wife's ass my niggas can get on it
I cannot rock with no niggas who rock with them niggas
They ever condone bring [?]
I swear to god I [?] bitches I'm on that

(Verse 1)

(Let's get it)
Fuck all the dead opps (Munchie)
Most of them bitches got hit with them headshots
Blacka Blacka Blacka Blacka Blacka Blacka
Like Blake and Lil E got
Most of my niggas are killers, psychopatic drug dealing burglarizing ass niggas
Don't forget about stick-ups, cause frontin' your move is how you get hit up
And we're looking trough them pictures on Facebook
How the fuck you think Keno got his life took?
Iceman he a bitch, I'm straight shook
AJ sneak dissing got that ass cooked
And they rap like they're on it for real, but not really on it for real
We heard your homie got killed in front of you nigga and you're still ain't gon' bust you no drill?

(Hook)

Nigga you a bitch and I owe you nigga!
[?] diss some I'ma show you nigga
I don't give a fuck about your bitch ass step-dad
Fuck ass nigga I smoke you nigga
Heard you got bandz I poke you nigga
Bitch I go hard like Goku nigga
Fuck Thorndale I'm Die [?] Lil4mobK
Like it's supposed to nigga

(Verse 2)

I be with them killers that come from the Well
Thirsty as fuck to send niggas to hell
Bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies
All of my niggas Die L'z
How they be talkin' when they took a L?
See us in traffic, be tuckin' their tail
Packman is dirty as hell, hidin' out west, bitch you're scary as hell
I expose cause I know niggas
Too many times I have hold niggas
I have shown niggas, with them poles nigga
That I never hesitate to smoke niggas
I'ma killer for real
All of my niggas they're hitters for real
Most of these niggas be shootin' to shoot
But me and my [?] be shootin' to kill
That is for real
(Smoking shit for real)

(Die L'z Die 'Dale nigga)
(Niggas know how we're rockin' boy)
(Niggas know and Bitches know)
(The fuck?)
(Young Pappy in this bitch)
(The Fucking Guys in my fucking eyes)
(Still)

(Verse 3)

Rest in Peace to Pappy
I know them niggas happy but it won't gon' be when we catch 'em lacking
It's gonna be dramatic, super truly tragic
Semi-automatic going off in traffic
I'ma leave 'em stankin'
Who the fuck is they, should treat them like Haitian decapitation
I ain't fucking playing
Pistol where I'm [?]
See you out in public I'ma get to spraying
Evanston niggas keep playing them games
Suburban ass niggas should stay in your lane
That clicking up nigga
But y'all just facing that you could
Never ever fuck with the gang
You're better off [?], trying cocaine
Russian Roulette, put five in them things
Treat you some gas to light up a flame
You [?] come fuck with the gang
It's Bang Da Hitta
I'm Mr Rogers nigga
I punish you like your father nigga
My trap jumping at the [?] nigga
Fuck my block? Is you retarded nigga?
Blue bat(?) gang, we the hottest niggas
On the North Side of East Rogers nigga
Shout out Uptown my partners nigga
And Cabrini Green my project niggas
Got killers everywhere nigga
[?]
Not [?] nigga
So if we're fucking with them opp niggas, we make you a block nigga
Bleak Block
Bleak Block
Got killers everywhere nigga
[?]
Not [?] nigga
So if we're fucking with them opp niggas, we make you a block nigga
Bleak Block
Bleak Block

We made that shit nigga
Fuck you're talking about? Y'all niggas not caught no bodies since when?
I got shooters for them shooters
And y'all niggas shoot motherfuckers in the leg bitch, my niggas shoot bitches in the head nigga
Free Shotta Free Spazz nigga
Y'all know what we did nigga
Fuck you and your kids nigga
Fuck!