[Intro: THF Zoo]
Ayy, Booka, it's time to go up, gang
You know one thing we can't never forget, we can't forget these trenches, blood
Let's get it

[Chorus: Booka600]
We been down this road with choppers (We been down this road)
Handguns explode that trauma (Handguns explode)
I can really go expose your roster (Really go expose)
AR's on four carbons, carbons, carbons, carbons (DJ on the beat, so, it's a banger)

[Verse 1: THF Zoo]
Now, I can tell you what I did ten years back
We was in the field and this way before rap
We was jumpin' gates and had to share thе same strap
We was fuckin' the opps up, this shit wasn't no cap
Put that bitch in thе 'Wood ('Wop)
The 6 I been at in my hood (Okay)
I would bring Trouble back if I could (Damn)
Folks was snaggin' for pipes through the hood (Facts)
Out here riskin' our life in them wars (Gang)
I'm just puttin' pieces to the puzzle (The puzzle)
I remember mama had to struggle (Mama, I love you)
So robbin' n***as was my hustle (Was my hustle)
Bitch, I had to get it off the muscle
I promise to never ever leave my brothers (Never)
I'll never let a n***a touch 'em (If it's pressure)
If you ain't with me, n***a, fuck you (Fuck you)
When them switches go off, n***as get to duckin' (Grrah, duck, n***a, fuck n***a)
[Chorus: Booka600]
We been down this road with choppers (We been down this road)
Handguns explode that trauma (Handguns explode)
I can really go expose your roster (Really go expose)
AR's on four carbons, carbons, carbons, carbons

[Verse 2: Booka600]
I would send you to Marcus, I'll send you to Motor or send you to Hottie, these guns explosive
We sin for your body, came off of the [?]
We spendin' these thousands on thousands on clothing
I spent Sak shit on Nine, on rose and blows
And rose and rose, I'm countin' this load
And I get paid, so I wouldn't notice
.223s when I get focused
We gon' flee, hot cars stolen
We on feet, hop out throwin'
It's ten G's for opps I'm knowin'
Play this shit for keeps, gotta keep it goin'
Tell me how it be, I'm from the storm
Say this shit sweet, I'ma turn the corner
Gotta catch a B, V. Roy gone
We ten deep, bodies like a morgue

[Chorus: Booka600]
We been down this road with choppers (We been down this road)
Handguns explode that trauma (Handguns explode)
I can really go expose your roster (Really go expose)
AR's on four carbons, carbons, carbons, carbons