[Intro]
Grr, brra, brra
Brrap, baow baow baow
(Ayo J1, That's flames my bro)
[Chorus]
Come now, let me get this started
Before Kizz died, gang left him retarded
I defend man's block like Giggs, so don't get shot for talking the hardest
Got sweets but I don't make confectionary
G-lock, rambo's my secondary
We left countless guys in the cemetery
I'mma say their names 'til it's legendary
Come now, let me get this started
Before Kizz died, gang left him retardеd
I defend man's block like Giggs, so don't gеt shot for talking the hardest
Got sweets but I don't make confectionary
G-lock, rambo's my secondary
We left countless guys in the cemetery
Imma say their names 'til it's legendary
[Verse 1]
It was one ZK, then two ZK's, that was stuck in someone's body
I heard it went clink inside, like a fork and knife, don't laugh 'cah that shit ain't funny
Up and down my block like a seesaw
They don't ride 'cah they're scared of the nee nor
Trust, I went with 6 and beat 4
Pissed, 'cah I would have dropped 1 if I beat more
I see all these guys tryna link up
They all wet, it don't matter, they been rubbed
He was at crib with a bitch getting dick sucked
I was on the block in a whip with the stick tucked
Jump out quick, no time to react, and red card them like Mr. SecPaq
This Glock, I love it,came in jet black
I'mma make her bust right in your chest, akh'
I don't do no subliminal threats
Niggas know me, I say it with chest
How can you call your nigga your friend when you bought him a 'ped, should've copped him a vest
Jailhouse settin's, I'm a redrum spec'
Chef, razor blade in your neck
Five's been dropped, I wonder who's next?
Hmm? I wonder
[Chorus]
Come now, let me get this started
Before Kizz died, gang left him retarded
I defend man's block like Giggs, so don't get shot for talking the hardest
Got sweets but I don't make confectionary
G-lock, rambo's my secondary
We left countless guys in the cemetery
I'mma say their names 'til it's legendary
[Verse 2]
Fill up the car with shanks and poles
Go home if you hear I'm on route with smoke
Suttin' got smoked, three shots, no alchy
Pissed 'cah he didn't make it home
When LT's ride out, shit gets fried out
Went to the shop 'cah I had a little dry mouth
Spotted JP, look at him tryna hide out
Chef, chef him up 'til he cries out
110, no circular
I'm in a passy, blacked out with a burner tucked
Trust, how many men done hurdler?
But still ain't came back tryna murder us
Fuck, the ralis concerned of us
Got half of the team in a Serco bus
Why you rapping on beats, my nigga?
Who you shot or cheffed in these streets, my nigga?
[Chorus]
Come now, let me get this started
Before Kizz died, gang left him retarded
I defend man's block like Giggs, so don't get shot for talking the hardest
Got sweets but I don't make confectionary
G-lock, rambo's my secondary
We left countless guys in the cemetery
I'mma say their names 'til it's legendary