30 Dead

Man

You know what the fuck going on, nigga

You know we charged the fuck-up

Pass me that dead ass nigga

Got a dub on me, tryna fuck it up

In the club, got these freaky hoes grabbing on my nuts

Another 30 Boy dead, that's like thirty niggas touched

I got thirty in the fin for whoever running up

Keep on thinking you gon' kill me, try your luck

I been in the hood lately putting opps inside a blunt

When it's on the floor, we gon' ride the striker for a month

We'll pull up on a nigga, throw his ass in the trunk

Yeah, I ran this shit up, niggas can't fuck with me

Chopper bullet grazed him in the face, gave him a buck-fifty (Like a razor)

Just got a call your mans dead, you bettеr come quickly

In the store, mе and Meek, racing to the giffys

Just popped an E pill, got me activated

If you want me at your show, you gon' have to pay me

Put his dumb ass to sleep how I rock the baby

This a turn-around, bitch, feeling like I'm 80s

I'm a Bronx nigga who be killing opp niggas

Hundred round shots with me, I do this for Dots, nigga

Forever Paid, we sell bows when the crops in

I had to take this bitch head because her top different

Ride around with Glock switches

You know his ass dead when he not twitching

Run down, pop pistols

It's a foul on the play, been blew the whistle

Fifty rounds to his face, we pressing the issue

She asked me, do I love her? Baby, just a little

I'ma use her for her name just to get a rental

Ain't no playing both sides, we gon' still kill them

Just poured a pint yesterday and I still feel it

I don't feel niggas, I just want a million ticket

Spend it with my real niggas, sweating, feel the pill kick ing

The way I spin a Track hawk, I'm tryna drop the engine

If he snitch, we gon' spin until we drop the witness

Bust the watch down, water like Pacific

I be drinking Wock in fours when I'm about to sip it

I be stuffing pills in hoes when I'm about to ship it

Gotta fold all of the clothes before we zip them up

I'ma keep on hoeing all the opps because I don't give a fuck

That nigga in the ground, go and dig him up

Got these niggas mad at me, they wanna kill each other

Four five bullet big as hell, thicker than peanut butter

You don't think I'm stepping, nigga, just wait until we see each other

I got this gangster shit, nigga, from my mother

Love my nigga East way, brother from another

Heard they're lining niggas up, they sliding with cutters

Fake rapper, nigga, I'm the one that come and touch you

Call Boom with the drop, they know I'ma come shoot

Riding hellcats in winter because we up stupid

My lil' bitch from the Raq always call me goofy

Hate a bitch that be capping about that coochie

Let's put this shit on camera, let's make a movie

Got the drill in the party, dancing with my toolie

We got murder on our mind, me and two P's

You know what the fuck going on, nigga

I know he miss his brothers, we sent his ass home with them

Face shot, he couldn't take them to the dome, nigga

Thirty niggas in the casket, a thirty-man shipment