[Intro: C Blu]

Grrah, grrah, grrah (Rydondy, we're makin' it out the hood with this one)

ReyWay, you know what the fuck goin' on

Gotti with me, Nunnie with me, KG with me (Yo, Shani, let me hear that shit)

C Blu

[Verse 1: C Blu]

I'm with the Troops, we tryna make it active

Catch a Structure nigga, we might pack him (Grrah)

Why Kha on our dick? I heard that niggas clapped him, whacked him, should've left him in the past tense

Keep on dissin', this shit gon' get tragic

Brand-new G and it came with attachments (Frrah)

Push a button, watch these bullets scatter (Frrah, frrah, frrah)

And we know the day you niggas ratted

But he lit, so the Jets have to jack it

[Verse 2: Kay Glizz]

Frrah, frrah, boom, nigga

They know how we comin', nigga, Troopers, look

Niggas know how we get on that avenue (Got one)

Jack that other-side shit, we gon' clap at you (Grrah-grrah)

Everywhere we at, you know we pack a few (Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah)

You push up, we show you what that gat'll do (Grrah-grrah, boom)

I'm with Eewee, but they know I'm 8-Trey (Fuck?)

With the Rippies, we posted on ReyWay (Grrah-grrah, boom)

Nunnie got it, so I know that gang safe (Grrah-grrah, boom)

If you take it then he gon' get cray-cray (Grrah-grrah, boom)

Troopers always sturdy when we on that block (On bro)

Dubai in the air, we not stoppin' for cops (On bro)

Hopin' I don't mack, I be movin' hot (Grrah-grrah)

Not to mention, I got thirty in the knocks (Grrah-grrah, boom)

Suvy with me too, push up, you get popped

We bangin' on anything smokin' on Dot (Dot, nigga)

Claimin' we on go, this shit never stop

GDK, we don't jack no Lots to Flocks (Nigga)

I be in the V's with the niggas who flock shit (Grrah)

How the fuck you think I get to pop shit? (Grrah-grrah)

And I got some vics too (Grrah-grrah), I been flockin' (Grrah-grrah)

They do not get active, so they need to stop it (Grrah-grrah, boom)

RG with me totin' on that rocket

Shots for whoever gettin' outta pocket

We really got M, nigga, so stop watchin'

Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom

[Verse 3: Nunnie Da III]

Cuzzy told me that it's time to get active

So we 'bout to light up they strip (Glah-glah)

PFA niggas do nothin' but actin' (Glah-glah)

When we saw them, they ran from the 5th (Glah-glah, boom)

Nas got shot, where the fuck was his ratchet? (Fuck?)

He not crazy, that shit be a myth (Glah-glah, boom)

We throwin' shots if he jackin' he Stackin' (Nigga)

It's not Mali, don't pass me the spliff

Yo, C Blu, I'm tryna throw

If he jackin' he Structure, then he gotta go (Glah-glah)

Yo, KG, look, I spot me a Folks (Glah-glah, glah-glah)

Milly with me tryna send 'em up to Lo (Glah-glah, boom)

Bangin' every shot if he yellin' out "Choo"

Tilden target practice, they already know (Like, grrah)

I'm with DOA smokin' on Rilla

None of them niggas is killers

I'm in Linden with scammers and dealers

Try to push up, you gon' deal with the drillers (Nigga)

[Verse 4: Gotti Blu & C Blu]

I'm outside every day with my gun

I dare a pussy nigga try and front

I don't care if you my mans, do not reach for your gun

I'm with some Troopers who ball like the Suns (Suns, nigga)

They say they on court, but they see us and run

I'm with some Flockas who do this for fun (On bro)

We get-back gang, bitch, we do what we want

RPTK, yeah, they all know what's up

They is not good, they is not one of us

A life like mine, I put my trust in my gun

I can't lack for a bitch, I am not one of them

I got PTSD, I be quick to go dumb (Grrah, grrah)

[Verse 5: C Blu]

Posted on the 80 totin' a .380, like, I dare a pussy nigga try to front

Throwin' shots at the V, won't stop until it's done

Put a bag on his head, the bros gon' get it done (Grrah, grrah)

Certified driller, rappin' just for fun

Do bad on a hit, was never one of them

Why they mention my name like I am not the one?

Bendin' through blocks and makin' niggas run

Beatin' on niggas thinkin' that they tough

Sha Gz know what's up, yeah, he was one of them

Put the cam to his face and follow with a punch

[Outro: C Blu]

Grrah