Intro [Sugarhill Chris]:
Grah, grah
Grah-grah-grah
Verse 1 [Sugarhill Chris]:
Run down, I'ma up it and blitz, like
Catch me a Gz, I'ma up and throw six
Stop sayin' y'all smokin' on Caine like Nazzy ain't die from a shot to the brain
In the V, switchin' up the lanes
Y'all know how I'm rockin', everything for Caine
DudeyLo, just creep
And you know he ain't clickin' from deep
So many opps that got put in a tee, don't lack on that block when you run into us
Fuck JayRip, nigga ran and he tripped
He got [?], he got put in a spliff
Bend through the Rey' and we lookin' for 'Rips
All black, ski'd up tryna catch us a hit
5th to the Sev, that shit to my dick
In the V, I'm too sturdy with it
Up in the V tryna bend on the oppas
Fuck the 5th and it's still fuck the Flockas
Up on the board, whole gang top shottas
Everybody on court, [?] stay on the roster
Lil' Ddot, he movin' too tact'
If you say the wrong thing, you get shot in your back
Grah, grah
Verse 2 [Sugarhill Ddot]:
Gang-gang
If he talkin' on bro then we spinnin' for weeks
Like, Benzo be feindin' to tweak
And I'm smokin' on Rah, he got left in the V
Like lil' Ally got beat out his sneaks
But the beam to his hip then I'm movin' to Cali'
Bend that block while I'm totin' on Sally
Everything shot, I don't care if they jack me
Smokin' shh, he got left in the backseat
I'ma start it like this
I'm a youngin, I'm totin' this grip
If a opp run up then I'm makin' it hot while I'm smokin' Dada on the strip
Original Youngins, we all for the drama
Smokin' C-HII, I mix it with Grabba
Niggas know how we rockin'
If he talkin' on bro, I'ma up it and pop it
Spin that block with the deuce in my pocket
It's lil' Ddot, I'm with all the action
Outro [Sugarhill Ddot]:
Grah
Everything dead, nigga
Every opp shot, suck my dick
Smokin' all deads1