Jay6ixx - AJ Bop
[Verse 1: Jay 6ix]
We got two, three chops
We out to 105th, we get the drop, everybody shot, don't care about cops
Don't be drivin' while I'm tryna flip the block
KG hop out while I'm shootin' out the top
Savage, chill, I head you goin' through a case
Catch 'em runnin' to the bus, I know he late
We gon' fill 'em up, he a dinner plate
Keep on dumpin' till we get the taste
Don't know why he tryna run, do him like he Mali
Give him signs, let that boy rest
Oh, its lit, KG throwin' at his neck
When his body drop, we out right to the 'jects
Don't play with my body, back against the wall, fightin' like I'm rocky, damn
[Verse 2: Nunnie Da III]
Grrah, boom
He gettin' shot if he AJ Bop, like
We could have made AJ drop
We really be troopin' through AJ Bop, like
We tryna get AJ Flocked
Niggas almost hit Say Say top
Yo, 6ix, let's go and spin on the opps
I'm a face card, can't leave my knock
Malik got punched and we smokin' his top
Niggas doin' bad, they ain't never ever let it blast
They be showin' other niggas cash
They just wanna act, all this shit is sad
Smokin' Mali, puff, puff, pass, Ray Glizz punchin', that nigga is gas, don't run
PG gon get on his ass, Naj with me, he be doin' the dash
We be in them rides
Lil' Leek never on his side, Say got on his back and he was yellin', "Stop"
That nigga was never that guy
Mama Say Say really got me fried
[Verse 3: Kay Glizz]
Thow a shot if he AJ Bop
We was really on AJ Block
Could have made him drop, but he was with the cops
Word to bro, we really be in them rides, like, grrah
They cappin', like they really cause hell, they actin'
6ix with me, fiendin', tryna blast shit
Outside trim, flickin' shit in fashion, grrah, grrah
We gon' cook 'em for all of that talkin
Camp out at his crib, we stalkin'
Don't slip, trip, we gon' torch 'em
Hit him all in his top then we off it
This our shit, we do the enforcin'
We need whatever he got, extortion
Back door open, I'ma double cross 'em
Savage my twin, you play with him, I'm tossin'
Gas tucked in them black trucks
Nunnie got the ladder, try to act tough
Puff, puff, then I pass 'em
Mali flockin', smoke 'em out of fat blunts
Drizzy wack, thats that bad runtz
Boomer hittin' home, he got my ass stuck
Larry with me, tryna catch one
Don't lack, nigga, that's a rat runner
No mask, I'ma walk up
Novak with me and he like to hawk stuff
New plays, we need more bucks
We be in the field everyday, so push up
Everybody K, don't get shot movin' dumb
We them Troops, we gon' get it done
Frrah, frrah, boom, better have your gun, like
The fuck?
[Verse 4: Naj Makk]
Let me really talk facts
Whenever they push up, we always click back
Tdot go trough the front, Nunnie go through the back
The first one we spot, nigga get turned to a pack
[?] And you don't need no pass
Bend the Til', tryna leave somethin' flat
He AJ Bop, put the beam to his head
Spin through 105th with a 5th on my laugh
How many movies you got?
He ain't never shoot shit, why his last name shots?
We tryna hawk up the spot
Nunu claim you the presi, I know how he pop
Lil' bro throwin' deadies and somebody drop
Can't wait to catch Freddie and knock off his top
Keep on clickin' till I see the cops
D's on my body, ain't tossin' this knock
We got two, three chops
We out to 105th, we get the drop, everybody shot, don't care about cops
Don't be drivin' while I'm tryna flip the block
KG hop out while I'm shootin' out the top
Savage, chill, I head you goin' through a case
Catch 'em runnin' to the bus, I know he late
We gon' fill 'em up, he a dinner plate
Keep on dumpin' till we get the taste
Don't know why he tryna run, do him like he Mali
Give him signs, let that boy rest
Oh, its lit, KG throwin' at his neck
When his body drop, we out right to the 'jects
Don't play with my body, back against the wall, fightin' like I'm rocky, damn
[Verse 2: Nunnie Da III]
Grrah, boom
He gettin' shot if he AJ Bop, like
We could have made AJ drop
We really be troopin' through AJ Bop, like
We tryna get AJ Flocked
Niggas almost hit Say Say top
Yo, 6ix, let's go and spin on the opps
I'm a face card, can't leave my knock
Malik got punched and we smokin' his top
Niggas doin' bad, they ain't never ever let it blast
They be showin' other niggas cash
They just wanna act, all this shit is sad
Smokin' Mali, puff, puff, pass, Ray Glizz punchin', that nigga is gas, don't run
PG gon get on his ass, Naj with me, he be doin' the dash
We be in them rides
Lil' Leek never on his side, Say got on his back and he was yellin', "Stop"
That nigga was never that guy
Mama Say Say really got me fried
[Verse 3: Kay Glizz]
Thow a shot if he AJ Bop
We was really on AJ Block
Could have made him drop, but he was with the cops
Word to bro, we really be in them rides, like, grrah
They cappin', like they really cause hell, they actin'
6ix with me, fiendin', tryna blast shit
Outside trim, flickin' shit in fashion, grrah, grrah
We gon' cook 'em for all of that talkin
Camp out at his crib, we stalkin'
Don't slip, trip, we gon' torch 'em
Hit him all in his top then we off it
This our shit, we do the enforcin'
We need whatever he got, extortion
Back door open, I'ma double cross 'em
Savage my twin, you play with him, I'm tossin'
Gas tucked in them black trucks
Nunnie got the ladder, try to act tough
Puff, puff, then I pass 'em
Mali flockin', smoke 'em out of fat blunts
Drizzy wack, thats that bad runtz
Boomer hittin' home, he got my ass stuck
Larry with me, tryna catch one
Don't lack, nigga, that's a rat runner
No mask, I'ma walk up
Novak with me and he like to hawk stuff
New plays, we need more bucks
We be in the field everyday, so push up
Everybody K, don't get shot movin' dumb
We them Troops, we gon' get it done
Frrah, frrah, boom, better have your gun, like
The fuck?
[Verse 4: Naj Makk]
Let me really talk facts
Whenever they push up, we always click back
Tdot go trough the front, Nunnie go through the back
The first one we spot, nigga get turned to a pack
[?] And you don't need no pass
Bend the Til', tryna leave somethin' flat
He AJ Bop, put the beam to his head
Spin through 105th with a 5th on my laugh
How many movies you got?
He ain't never shoot shit, why his last name shots?
We tryna hawk up the spot
Nunu claim you the presi, I know how he pop
Lil' bro throwin' deadies and somebody drop
Can't wait to catch Freddie and knock off his top
Keep on clickin' till I see the cops
D's on my body, ain't tossin' this knock
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