They Don’t Know

[Intro]
Oh my god, who's this? An L beat?
Ay man, Frizzblock Fredo in this bitch
Shorty I ain't gotta say too much
RIP all my niggas free all my niggas man
NOB shit Die Homes man
Niggas know how we give it up
Ayo (?) they don't know about this shit right here man
But I say... GANG

[Verse]
They don't know bout them nights on the block
All 10 poles up used to fight for the Glock
Couldn't put down the pole I was out on the road late nights tryna' catch me an opp
Took my Big Brodie Nat know we had to get back lil nigga got sent up to God
And that shit fucked me up it's like one day you with me just chillin' the next you gone
Used to post up ask me if I got it
Knowing damn well you know I got it
Damn nigga run up that's a body
Used to always tell them that I got em
Keep it on you money come with problems
Everybody hate you when you got it
Heard what happened I got outta pocket
Put it on my mother I ain't stopping
Drop a body we gon' double back
Everybody with him getting clapped
What's your drop nigga that's your ass
Run up on him leave that nigga flat
If brodie took your shit won't get it back
Take that L and leave it in the past
Run it up we getting to that bag
Keep my shotta with me we don't lack
Try us you'll be leaving in a bag
We got bunch of poles up in the stash
When we pop out niggas think it's tag
Glizzy got a laser in the flash
When I make it niggas gon' be sick
Imma' buy my mom a bigger crib
Imma' buy the gang a bunch of blicks
And we gon' leave the state we taking trips
Hit the hood give back to all the kids
Promise my life crazy as it is
But when I make it niggas gon' be lit
Buy the gang some foreigns let em' pick
Spilled right out the foreign on em' kids
Drop a 30 on them off the stick
Since a short I been taking trips
Fuck the opps they all gon' rest in PISS
NOB crack the C Frizzblock HSM-7981 that's the gang way
Slide through when we slammin' don't care bout no cameras you bitch niggas know how my gang play
Always gotta' keep some for the get back
Big ass 40 it ain't got no kick back
Niggas know I play a dirty ball game
Run it down Imma' shoot from long range
Promise brodie Imma' make em' all pay
Catch em smack em even if it's broad day
"Fredo's Pussy" (yeah that's what they all say)
"Imma' Kill Em" (yeah that's what they all say)
Momma know I keep it with me always
1 up top in my glizzy always
Shotta strapped and he with me always
Try some' stupid you gon' get it all bitch
30+ and we gon' drop it all bitch
If you ain't in it then don't get involved bitch
We broke and thirsty yeah let it ball bitch
Spinning daily steady tryna' off shit
Catch him slipping you gon' get your car flipped
Beat the statue bitches must've lost it
And we ain't with all that on and off shit
Catch him we gon' hit him with some hot shit
Goes for any nigga on that opp shit
We gon' put them niggas in a coffin
Free J Money Free Ace Free Cody Free that nigga Blake
Ask the opps they know it ain't safe
If we get the drop we sliding through they way
We don't play fair they gon' say they love you but they don't care
Say they got your back but they ain't there
Wait until you die show up and they cry
But they ain't show you love when you was still alive
Give up everything to get my niggas back
It don't feel the same without my nigga Nat
Thinkin' bout you shit just give a nigga chills
All this shit we been through how could this be real
They don't know about them late nights in the field
Young and still in school and now he tryna' kill
Who am I to blame I can't even tell em' shit I'd do the same
Charge into the game did a nigga filthy at an early age
Broken me in the pole and I was in the game
Popped a couple niggas made em' feel the pain
Lost a couple niggas lotta' shit done changed
OG's really love me put on for the gang
HSM for life bitch you know how we play

[Outro]
Niggas know how we coming man
Headshot Mafia Gang
Fuck around-fuck around-fuck around and get smoked nigga