Fatal 4 Way (feat. LottoVit, Ty Gzz & DeeDaGrinch)

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YAMS GZ

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Make the bitch sign me off like a contract
Take his watch and he won't get his time back
Throw 38 shots with a compact
Niggas not ready i'm heavy on combat
Not jacking it, delete ya contact
One call, put you up where the stars at
My thing is that niggas ain't on that
Nigga i'm on that, we should get on that
You a actor let's see you perform that
I got a plan lemme show you the format
R.i.p dmx, i'm on a bmx spinning on niggas let's see where ya dogs at
Baby i'm freddy
Like lyrical ready
To back out them lyrics and cover your arm tat
Why she f*ck with a unemployed nigga
Like bitch you should know where your bro's at
Like niggas is pussy they stealing my flow
And they come outta' me and my ball-sack
Not jacking the fives, then i fall back
Opp nigga just died, i guess it's unfortunate
That his mother had em' on that
He a child, and i'm smoking that choo pack
& i might even smoke on that choo pack
Throwing the mak, for my niggas i'll throw back (Ahh)
Ayo Bro, Where the Ops?
Cause' niggas be chattin and talkin' a lot
On the F with unlimited shots
Keep Clickin' and flickin' til somebody drop
I'ma demon just click at his top
These niggas be ratting and talkin' to cops
Like, Niggas ain't bending no blocks
I'm spinning for real, it's just me and my knock
I keep a nine and it's tucked by the Louis
Can't wait til i catch me a Sookie
Spin at night, It gets spooky
Flocked at a random, I thought that he knew me
Y'all make clips, I make movies
Spin the O and we looking for Dudey, Roscoe, Spongy them niggas is goofy
Don't come to my side, Cause' i really get moody
Shaq Ratty got flocked in his shit
And Shh got lined by a bitch
Lil Tidda Od'd from a spliff
Can't forget about mori, His shoulder got hit
Jay Rilla got beat out his kicks
Ra Porter got beat with a stick
Most the ops got left in a spliff
Three Ops just died, Don't run, Don't trip
When i dump, I go Ku, Like
Niggas they know what i do
When i hop out the V, i'ma
When i hop out the V, I'ma shoot
Spin through the blocks and i'm looking for
Spin through the blocks and i'm looking for you
Everything dead, Don't move
Like Jamal got beat right out of his shoes
Spin the burgh, Looking for a Goon
I was on Bay-Car with the tool
In front of that store, A lot of them niggas wishing i ain't boom
Like the sweepers, Yea we sweeping too
Ayo Eli, Yea we linking soon
Nigga i'm Nine-O get in tune
Never leave my crib if i don't got the Deuce
Notti-dotti punching like rocky
I know the judge wanna lock me, Like
But they can't stop me
I'm a hot horse moving wocky
Shawty on my phone really wanna top me, Like
Bout' getting to the Gwuapy, Like
Police can't stop me
She like Ty why you moving so cocky, Like
Yo Yams, WassGunnin'
Spin down they block and we making it lit
Four-five push a nigga wig
Why he runnin' i ain't even click (Grrah)
And spongy got beat to the floor
And his baby mother doing dick, Like
Who the f*ck is that kid? Why that nigga really wanna diss
Notti-Bobby-Ratty, It's a couple, Like
Niggas gon' throw out the whip
Two's in the building you know it get active
Man i stay with a sleeze, Like
We gon' up it and squeeze
Spin down they P's and we making it lit
What the f*ck is a corey, Like
Nigga got beat to the floor
Aye-Yo Jade, You a rocka my baby
Bitch you got beat with the back of the scooter
Hop out just blitz
If we catch us a Six then it really get lit
Don't run, Don't trip
Back out the grip he got beat with that shit
And your baby mother doing dick
And your baby mother doing dick (Grrah-grrah)

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