[Intro]:

M1OnTheBeat

[Chorus]

Rambo battles and gun fights

On site anything 1Side

We're only a quarter of Camden

But we make three quarters of the gun crime

That's Broadday, Blitz and Yevz just slappin' it

Me? I'm known for stabbin' it

Pop doors had ten man panicking

Gang be a few but gang straight savages

They all hate Sus or mad at him

He picked the dark side like Anakin

Dressed in black like Vader, no lightsaber

ZK tear through your abdomen

'Cah he was so pumped, his lungs got punctured

One more time? We'll package him

Name your mеmbers

All of them AG victims, packs and cabbages

Lil' man slippеd, turned pack, oh no

Big man slipped, turned pack, oh no

Chinx got bored in the chest, oh yes

Fuck the diss songs and ride, you joke

Man put fear in their heart, ask Pepper

I was runnin' him down on Hampstead Road

Munster Square where Culps got-got

They left his chest with a big fat hole

[Verse]

When my man died, he was cryin'

If they said he had a heart of a lion, they're lyin'

Blitz was there when Pepper was dying

Chinx was there, I dare him deny it

Chinx got yinged, what a brilliant get-back

How you gon' brag 'bout a shitty ass pellet?

You don't recall but Eazy remembers

Holdin' your wounds like hold on Derek

Hold on, wait

How dare you talk on the A's, you got no K's

Fourteen times when Lebz got shaved

That's the third time I taped your estate

Had two shanks but had no tekkers

Gutta held one and left his mate

Not the first time we made him run

Know Culprit's lookin' down, in disgrace

Jokin', Culprit ain't in the sky

He's up in my riz’, I'm 'bout to get high

If you bought me clothes, then pigs gon' fly

I had to burn clothes, when I got his guy

Hampstead Road, they got GSqueeze

Bare headshots, he was screamin' "Please"

Bore man up 'til he starts convulsing

Can't throw P's or C's 'round me

Ask their whole block, if they seen that smoke

You can't throw barbecues in peace

They back their mash, then hide behind hoes

Like we won't hit barbies too, my G

How many times me and Goose locked eyes?

He don't think twice, just keeps it steppin'

Yevz, that's 007, chest-shot Nutty in front of his bredrins

[Chorus]:

Rambo battles and gun fights

On site anything 1Side

We're only a quarter of Camden

But we make three quarters of the gun crime

That's Broadday, Blitz and Yevz just slappin' it

Me? I'm known for stabbin' it

Pop doors had ten man panicking

Gang be a few but gang straight savages

They all hate Sus or mad at him

He picked the dark side like Anakin

Dressed in black like Vader, no lightsaber

ZK tear through your abdomen

'Cah he was so pumped, his lungs got punctured

One more time? We'll package him

Name your members

All of them AG victims, packs and cabbages

Lil' man slipped, turned pack, oh no

Big man slipped, turned pack, oh no

Chinx got bored in the chest, oh yes

Fuck the diss songs and ride, you joke

Man put fear in their heart, ask Pepper

I'm runnin' him down like I'm gonna kill you, fuck

I'm runnin' him down like I'm gonna kill you

Ha-ha-ha