Wrong Nigga

[Intro: GetRichZay]
(Sayzou Ussi on them)
Yeah
Fuck nigga, I know, hop out
Got your gun, go get your— (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah

[Verse 1: GetRichZay & Reace Sosa]
Ain't got your gun? Go get your gun, it's time to go, nigga (It's time to go, come on)
Better not try that shit with GRZ, swear he the wrong nigga (Swear he the wrong, aight, come on)
He come through the middle, .308, it could fuck your pistol (.308, aight, come on)
Uh, he catch an opp, that boy gon' blow for sho', but he ain't got no whistle (Blow for sho', but he ain't got no whistle)
Uh, 7.62 loud, I blow that bitch out like a missile (Uh)
Can't believe he cuffed that ho, she eatin' dick right off the gristle (Aight, come on)
Nigga cap, they smoked your bro, you ain't do shit, nigga (Uh)
Wе ain't worried 'bout shit, nigga
You know my stick, nigga (You know my, aight, come on)
Know that chop get hot likе hot potato, I pass it to my nigga (Pass)
Ayy, she a fool, that ho cannot be trusted, she fucked me and my niggas (Fucked me and my dog)
I ain't duckin' shit, you want some smoke, nigga, come and get your issue (Uh, issue)
We got smoke for days, it's hard to catch my breath (Aight), I keep on coughin' (Aight, come on)
Can't belive they still cappin' and flaggin', I thought he coughed (Thought his ass—)
Better go get a car, he must ain't heard that we catch niggas walkin' (Uh, catch, aight, come on)
Quick to hop out, walk down on an opp, we don't do no talkin' (Come on, aight, come on)
Ayy, gang, he help me find my head, I think I lost it (I think I lost, aight, come on)
He run, we be quick to hop out, chase him, catch him, Randy Moss him (Aight, come on)
Slide like the floor is wet, but ain't no sign that's sayin' caution (Aight, come on)
Be quick to shoot my ball like Kobe, but I don't do no ball-hoggin' (No, aight, come on)
Uh, my mama told me I better not run these streets, I kept doggin' (Phew, uh)
I don't know why niggas thinkin' shit sweet (I don't know why), ain't shit awesome (I don't know why)
Uh, no handouts, I came from the straight from the slum, straight from the bottom (What? Sosa)
Up that Drac', young nigga gon' flip the car soon as he spot 'em (He spot 'em, psh)

[Verse 2: Reace Sosa]
Fuck 'em over when I see 'em, I'm on sane niggas (Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn)
Look, he done got his head busted (Stupid), ain't gotta hide that nigga (He dead)
Stop all that muggin' like you hard, boy, you the nicest nigga (All that flag)
I'm not the one to start this shit, but first to blow my pistol (Damn, damn)
Tryna be a fan, nobody know you, you just tryna die
Ayy, she a real slut bitch, she just be actin' shy (I swear to God)
Actin' hard, done DOA-ed him, now they askin' why (Stupid nigga, he dead)
They just get mad, typin' crowd, don't get back for the guys (Y'all ain't slide)
Ain't no field, this deal real, go ask your dog about that iron (Damn, damn, he dead)
Couple live to tell the story, but the rest of 'em niggas die (He dead)
You'll get your ass lifted if you boot up and pick a side (Dog, I swear)
How the fuck you talkin' tough and you ain't even go and slide? (Dummy, dummy, dummy, dummy, dummy)
Keep me out my body, I'm gon' slide, I'm quick to go and get 'em (Damn)
When I look in your eyes, don't be surprised, lil' boy, come here (Come here, bit', boom)
Cryin', prayin', he ain't jam 'cause I know my dog nina (Dog, dog, I swear to God)
Bitch, I can damn near hang a stepper, most loud up in this clip (Go ask, go ask, go ask)

[Outro: Reace Sosa]
Damn (Mafia)
I can almost hang a stepper, most loud up in this clip, uh
Ayy, GRZ, what the business, man? You know it's down, man