[Intro: Mdot 59 & The Boondocks]
Watch closely. You are about to experience a "nigga moment". Webster defines the "nigga moment" as a moment
Niggas keep sayin', "How you dissin' him? He died to asthma, he died to a fake perc"
Overwhelms the mind of an otherwise logical Negro male
I don't give a fuck if he died to cereal, nigga, I don't care
I don't care if that nigga died to chokin' on cereal, nigga, he's dead
He's dead, nigga, fuck that nigga, I don't care, I'm smokin' him
[Verse]
Likе, let 'em throw up an O
Adot, pills in his throat
Edot, Murder Shе Wrote
Nigga, Notti Osama, that's three in a row
DD Osama, stop rappin' on beats and go pick up a pole and go spin for your bro
Did you forget? Nigga, you was the one right there that saw Notti lil' body get poked, like
OY what? SugarHill Mel put himself in a blunt
Dotty, you was just smokin' on Notti, like, did you forget, where the fuck was your gun?
We hoodie down, back block with the ton, ankle monitor on, we was spinnin' for fun
Free AJ, nigga really my twin, nigga, word to my dead, on the 'Hill with a ton, OYK
Maybach, know I could drop it, how many times we done went up there flockin'?
Pop keep dissin', his brother the pain, what the fuck did you do when they took off his noggin'?
Baow, that was the sound of him droppin'
Baow, they put an O in his noggin'
Baow, niggas know why they sayin' my name every track, word to bro, niggas know we could pop it
I saw the Makk, started wavin' my hand, word to bro, I was makin' em dance
Ask what I did when I spotted the rapper, no talkin', on bro, I just got in my stance
Ain't no talkin' with me, I'ma blam, ask what I did when they came to the land
Niggas gon' bring up the scap, better bring up the packs, tried to fly for the Makk, made him land, like
Pop keep trollin', we had him duckin' his head out the stolen
We saw the Makk, started throwin' out pain, nigga, word to my dead, nigga, stop-drop-rollin', baow baow
Adot, groovey, Bino, brains got turned to a smoothie
Thought he was low, niggas stood over top, cocked it back in his face, this shit look like a movie, word to my dead
Bee got plucked, he tried to run, think he run out of luck
He thought he was low, nigga, free Baby Flick, had to pop out the cut and start bustin' the gun
LA, scapped, tried to run now he fucked, how they clickin' for LA if LA a blunt?
Watchin' the video, trollin' his death, nigga ran to the shot, they was yellin', "Don't run," baow baow
Full court press, we applyin' the pressure, shoutout the Jet he gon' fly under pressure
Every Hat not my Hat, if he boom for the Ape, try to fly by the land, word to bro, we gon' catch 'em
Full court press, we applyin' the pressure, shoutout the Jet he gon' fly under pressure
Every Hat not my Hat, if he boom for the Ape, try to fly by the land, word to bro, we gon' catch 'em