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[Verse 1] L'A Capone
We play for keeps
The whole hood know me
No new niggas, they ainât on the block making guap trying to feed the team
Got a Motherfucking dot, no circle
Big thirty hitting out, no curfew
One call, we gonna murk you
Sneak diss, man thatâs gonna hurt you
Oh yea, we taking shit
Steady running from the jakes
When we reach the top we can stop doing this basic shit
Cause Iâd ride and die for my niggas
Iâd get crucified for my niggas
Youâll never see a one on one fuck boy
The whole squad gonna get you
These niggas so phony though
Theyâll act like your homie though
They see some bands, but they ainât your man
Theyâll just be like Romeo
And Iâm still by the corner store
Fuck all this rapping bro
Might think this a concert
And get beyond hurt, cuz we clapping
Now roll that dope or sip, on the block we smoking shit
And nigga die because the cops come quick, but motherucker ainât doctors shit
Itâs one thing I never did, and thatâs love a bitch
Cuz Iâm driller sick, I only love my clique
But Odee told me to slow down
I see an opp and he get blown down
Take him down and smoke his whole pound
Are they deep, now empty the round
Get caught but I wonât make a sound
But its dead cause Iâm shooting out of town
Feeling grand like Nino Brown
Finna bust a shell right now
These niggas ainât really in the field
Them folks going in for the kill
Late night trying to creep with the steel
Shondale how that hot shit feel
And I love when Iâm off that pill
Canât change boy Iâm too real
They say real niggas donât say theyâre real
Well fuck nigga Iâm real
And if he canât break bread he fake
I had one more buck in my plate
It was me and bro, we was in the store
And both of us got 50 cent cakes
A bitch canât tell me she late
The condom I use donât break
We at the starter point of this race
We gonna win, nigga I canât wait
[Verse 2] RondoNumbaNine
Rondo come for your soul
GDK fuck a brick and expose
In the hood, chopped up with the poles
Jakes snatch me up, but you know I canât fold
600 for my nigga D-Rose
All these hoes gonna get him too old
I ainât playing no love or games
Since love and games get niggas smoke
Yes thereâs a lotta shooters in my squad
Yes thereâs a lotta shooters in my squad
If he holding on the work he get robbed
Check on my neck, I donât need a bodyguard
These niggas be crazy
These niggas donât tote
These niggas think itâs a joke
Let me see an opp, I'm Blowing
See a lot of niggas I change
Cause Rondo the middle of change
I still couldnât say I came
And I ainât gonna try and take my chain
These block for my niggas everyday
Steve Drive, thatâs my campaign
And I would never switch
I just donât exist
Cause thereâs blood on my name
Yea Iâm a shooter bitch
6-600 of the rugers quick
Gabbies pop got raised by the block
I would try to make it flip
Heâs probably with his mom
Heâs probably on the porch
Since a youngin bitch Iâve been that nigga
I was born a torch
You know I rock nigga
They know I rock nigga
CDAI got 22 shots
Add 8 more, thatâs a mop nigga
Niggas do all that talking
My niggas donât come from that code
Rock an opp like I can take that loss
600 bitch run to the post