Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reginald Felix
Songwriter
Lyrics
Just before the fight, I been lookin' at it
I say, "Sucker, you are in trouble tonight
You are fightin' the greatest fight of all times
You heard I was the greatest, like you just said, you heard this, now you see it
I said, you said I was the greatest, but you gotta see it" (Yo, Kadi)
I'm in my city, never been hidin'
How we never out there, but you spinnin' my block?
Fuck gettin' mad, you don't even really know me, you prankin', you really just pissed Drac off (Pissed Drac off)
Slidin' through where? You ain't comin' like that, stop cappin', you barely can get through the North
I'ma keep it a hunnid, I don't know none of y'all
But GBaby ass get put in a 'gar
Cam, I'm smokin' on him, he got hit with that fire, heard they hit him too hard
Marcus ain't talkin' 'bout shit, pass this K, I need to hit me some 'za
First day out, heard they chased somethin' down, MAC-12, how many risks Roddy dodged? (How many he dodged?)
They boppers, catch him outside while he crankin' and squeeze soon he put the key in the car (While he crankin')
I'm droppin' my mask, hit the backstreet on them, we blitzin' they cut (We blitz on the side)
.223, it go crazy, sound like a bomb, on God they droppin' them nuts
Bitches get shot in they weave for smokin' on Bezzal, on God I'm spinnin' 'bout cuh (You gon' feel that Drac')
Murder 8 baby, you know where I'm at, from the Bay to the 8 we be boxin' shit up (Boxin' shit up)
Clear out the crowd, shoutout them spinners
Beyblade shit, yeah, you know who that was (You know who that was)
Caught 'em and tapped 'em, we missed 'em, prankin'
Fully AR, we was fuckin' shit up (Walk down gang)
Draco hold sixty, I need me a hunnid, that regular clip don't be doin' enough
We stand over shit, better ask lil' Fifth, walk shit down, we be doin' too much
Pull up on Tate with some smackers and choppers
We tryna smack us a bopper
**** be tough in they songs, in person these **** be comin' like Billy Ray daughter
Shoot up they block, then head back to Raleigh
Watch how you buckin', they trailin', we boxin'
**** be talkin' like they ain't walkin' dead, say the wrong shit, I'ma come down Poplar (Dixie)
Ayy, Sett, where you at? Better have on your mask when you slide through the city
Shit get wicked when a **** play with Drac and them members on Tate while I'm slidin' through the Dixie
Bitch-ass **** ain't talkin' 'bout shit, when your man got killed, you ain't stand on business
Jump in the car tryna walk somethin' down, just another fuck **** gon' die by the enemy
Yeah, ****, we fuck the opps crazy, ****
And we standin' on this shit, ****, from the Bay to the Murder 8
Ain't no crossin' that street, ****, we boxin' shit in
We ain't makin' links with no ****, we ain't cuttin' ties with no ****
If it's up, it's stuck, ****, fuck the other side, **** (Yo, Kadi)
Whoever wanna go against this shit, ****, we goin' against whoever
Fuck the city, ****, it is what it is, **** know how we comin', we standin' on all business, ****
Written by: Reginald Felix