[Verse 1: Mdot 59]

Niggas not gettin' wavy, they spinnin' for pics

Niggas dissin' the dead, better stay out the mix

McKinley on dick, and they flickin' they wrist

Every time someone die niggas jack it's a civ

My 'ooter on court wit' the ball, like to blitz

Pop on dick, nigga lucky we missed

D's on dick, had to switch up the fit

If she dance in that vid, I'ma throw on the bitch

Citizens bangin', like, we the ones causin' arrangements

Niggas who's wanted start writin' them statements

They know what it come wit', they better keep-

Baby Bino on dick, go get back for the Makk

Niggas linkin' wit' LIP and thе JAG, like

We put belt to thеy ass

Double B, Bino and Benzo the gas

Like, they know why we tappin' our backs

They keep cappin' in raps, so let's talk all the facts

Niggas linkin' wit' niggas tryna jack every pack

Everyone that they linked we made duck from the gat

Like, go get back for they mans

JAG on dick, made 'em duck from the tan

Quai was too slow, couldn't run to the Lam

He took one to the top, where the fuck was his mans?

Like, all we had was a deuce-deuce, we made it last

Couldn't fit double hands, had to work on my craft

Couldn't tote on my hip, had to throw on a-

FOE on my back, this shit deeper than rap

Been slidin' and drillin' before I could rap

Been throwin' on Makks before I was Hat

48'ed the KODs, had to walk up and-

I grew up on my own, never needed a dad

[Verse 2: Woddy]

Niggas know who be stompin' and do it the best

I couldn't tote in my Mike's, had to throw on my Tech

This shit gettin' wack, they ain't playin' they 'jects

We was spinnin' they block, like who got next?

Wit' the Rippy, you know he flockin' for X

In the bitty, you know he play he get left

Brodie Q50, I'm feelin' like Jeff

When I got to the Kreeps, I was shootin' like Steph

I ain't come for a leggy, I came for the kill

Floater drivin', know that he takin' the wheel

Bro hit the left, and I came from the right, and we left from the middle

I'm feelin' like Phil

Citibike demon, when I'm on a bike can't stop for the light, tryna go for the kill

When I'm in the V, gotta watch for the D's

Gotta watch how I bop when I'm totin' the steel

Wanna be me? Go on a drill

Free bro, he tryna get a appeal

Love little bro, he remind me of me

If you wanna be blood, gotta make sumn' spill

I was just in the spot, Nazzy B off the wock

When we post in the block, gotta keep it concealed

When you get in that station, better not squeal

Gotta park on the Nich' 'cause the D's on the hill

[Verse 3: Mhady2hottie]

They know what we do, we run the whole city

Better just call us the TND villains

Bro caught a B, he wasn't excited

He said he want more, nigga he wasn't finished

If I call up H3, PG and Sticky and Wick then I promise you, you gon' be finished

I say most of those names 'cause most of the time, those be the niggas that's wit' me that's clickin'

And it's still free Bop, they know how he get wit' the chop

We had niggas duckin' in they buildin'

When I'm in that ride, I ain't tryna leave niggas alive

Man the reaper he don't got no feelings

And they know I'm still ballin' for five, I don't play about mine

Game time, nigga this ain't a scrimmage

DP dead, he can't drive

He'd still be alive, but niggas make the wrong decisions

And he better not scream Ewokk, 'cause we'll get everyone shot

T-They like "Mhaddy you movin' too hot"

I don't care, niggas actin' like sumn' they not