Released on June 27, 2015

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[Hook]

Ocho in this bitch man

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GANG


[Verse 1: Oblock Ocho]

Late nights on the block

Me and Guc tryna creep with the Glock [?]

Catch a Opp from your block, he gon' get the whole clip on that nigga, better duck or he 'pop

Fuck a ho, chasing guap won't stop

Working hard till my next tape drop

Ocho time coming, check that clock

Smoking dope with my boy Guwop [?]

Ball Shine got a Tec for you niggas, run up on the squad that's a dead dumb nigga

They say I'm cold like Chicago in December, catch a clout boy mma cook 'em like dinner

We out here poled up, pulling triggers

Catch a opp, kill 'em all no witness

I'm flexing on these suckers, all about my fitness

And if he ain't talking money, no business

Gotta go hard, I do it for JMunna, RIP my niggas. Ain't see the summer

30 shots in this gun, man them niggas, better run. Hollow tips burn a nigga up like an oven

Smoking Zeko, pop a flat, I'm buzzing

Turned up to the max, you know I'm dumping

Face shot got his head swollen like a pumpkin [?]

Ocho up next man it ain't no discussion


[Verse 2: Oblock Ocho]

I'm a young stunter from Chiraq

Where niggas get killed when their ass gone lack

My eyes low cause i'm off The Tookapack

Don't ride The bus cause That's How Tooka lack

This act got me in it thinking imma need another 4

Slide through the town with my EBK broes

Call up coke boy need another four

Bring some red or some purp man im tryna move slow

All these niggas saying, fuck Ocho

I think they want me to starting fuckin' on they hoes

Niggas not real, stop lying to these hoes

JB my shooter, and bitch he gon blow

Me and Lil Skur riding in a four door

TP in the back hanging out the window

Red beam on the Glock, make it simple

I put the .40 to your cheek and your ass a dead fool

Your bitch gave me some neck, nice and gentle

I bust on that bitch face like a pimple

J-Hood'll beat you up like kumbo

Bitch we all 0-6-4 no nintendo

Niggas acting like they with it they pretend tho

We pull up on they block and they getting low

You sneak diss on the block then you gotta go

Couple shots to his heart now he on the flo'

Ocho up next, everybody know

.40 on my hip, let that bitch blow

If bitch wanna fuck, she gotta do my bros

O block be the set, R.i.p O

Disrespect the wicc, my niggas at yo do'

30 hit em up, I'm aiming at yo 'fro

He claim he BDK, i bet he ain't no mo'

Hollow tips got his brain all on the flo'