DJ King Dre
Bow, bow, bow, bow
Ay, bow, bow, bow, bow
Gang
Ay, bow, bow, bow, bow
Yeah
Bow, bow, bow, bow
Boy I be with them killers
We in the club, we ain't with no dealers
He up that blicky and I'ma take it
Ski mask on bitch, I can't fake it
3 traps phones bitch, I can't make it
Brand new pole, the opps gon' hate it
That boy a hoe, or he got baby
He diss on the guys, lets see if he make it
I'm puffin on gas, well bitch I'm faded
Foot on the gas lil, bitch I ain't breakin
We on this ass, I heard he was hatin
We hittin his too, the vest ain't the save u
We bendin yo block, these bullets gon' phase you
Heard you was tough, but you carry a taser
I'm deep in that thing, it's a B-9
Lazer that bitch, my body, tell her call me later
These niggas be bitchin, we pop out wit switches
U duckin action, get left with the fishes
You say you get active, but don't want to work
You come on this block like you left it in dirt
F*ck with opps, you get popped like a perc
Thirty two shots, give a f*ck what you earned
You diss on on lil bro, feed y'all ass to the birds
Catch him outside, he get left by that curb
Boa be spinnin on shit, he dissin the gang
But the nigga get put in the ditch
Diss on on the 804, cuz guess what bitch dem niggqs ain steppin on shit she suckin dat dick in the woods but guess wat bitch dat shit bout dirty as shit
We dissin all three times, bitch
That lil' boy, he' been not steppin on shit
30 on my hip, I got a stick
I'm finna' boom dis, bitch
Told that hoe to suck my dick
Or get the f*ck up out my shit
Niggas mad, I sent the blitz
No OBJ, I caught that bitch
Caught him in that fast lane
Up my chop, and flipped his whip
Bitch, I'm a real gorilla
Keepin' it P, I'm keepin' it thriller
Hollow tips, rippin' out the chop
Just got the drop, I just might split em
Had my old, bitch, set him up
No Kodak black, but this, that skrilla
My new bitch got a bag with a fat ass
Finna f*ck her ass and dip her
Ayy, Wooski in the back
Finna sell that pack and flip that bitch again
Mar he got the strap, finna up that bitch
And spin yo' block again
Bitch, I don't want your number
I'm tryna f*ck and den f*ck on yo' friend
Bitch, I killed your homie
Where you at? Go get back for yo' man
Bitch, I'm a real deal' killer
Ski mask on, I'm doin' the drillin
I just got the drop, finna tuck my chop
And walk down on you niggas
Bitch, I'm hoppin' out that V I
Up my shit and pull that trigger
I don't do that fakin' shit
When I slide, I gotta hit him, bitch
Ayy, bow, bow, bow, bow
When I slide, I gotta smile
Told gang roll the window down
Spray my chop, who laughin' now
Drench his ass, now he gon' drown
Took yo' bitch to Pound Town
Smoked yo' mans like it's some loud
Bitch, got this big ass Drac'
Nigga, what's yo' name?
Finna add a k, and, hit yo' face
Made him run like it was a race
Up my gun for the spray like mace this shit
For fun, nigga, say yo' grace
F*ck the feds, finna catch this case
You a bitch, lil' nigga, please stay yo' place
Bitch, bow, bow, bow, bow
Bitch, I'm the realest in dis shi man
Bitch, bow, bow, bow, bow
Ayy, dis, on the 804
Cause guess what, bitch
Them niggas ain't steppin' on shit
Lil' bitch suckin' dick
But guess what, bitch
That shit bout triflin' as shit
We dissin on three times, boy
Cause yo' lil' ass ain't ready to step on shit