[Intro]
Lesgettit
Young Mula (Gang)
Fuck all that other shit
[?] it's the gang
N***a, we the opposition
051, gang gang
[?] dissin'
Let's get it, man

[Verse]
Baldy pack, Moski pack
Tayski pack, Lil Rob pack
Wake up ate a bowl of Trixx
While I was blowin' on D-Thang
Ridin' down to Steve Drive
Think I'm finna Odee
Took a trip to L'A
While Keta, man, she throat me
Mask up n***a, gun go click clack
Fuck P Street I ain't with the chit chat
BDK, I'm with that
Hollow tips, yeah, they'll knock off the fitted cap
Drop his ass yeah like a new single
Get it crackin' in this bitch like a LEMO
Can't trust a bitch, bitch doin' dinos
Man this rap shit, boy bigger than Nino
Married to the money, yeah, bet you celibate
You ain't with the shit boy, you irrelevant
Totin' shit that'll knock down an elephant
Smoke dope, sippin' lean, that's my medicine
Been drillin' 10 years, I'm a veteran
Most you rappers, yeah, know I'm better than
I'm a loose screw, fuck a savage
I'll get a n***a yeah whacked for that cabbage
Say 51st ain't got no money?
That's like sayin' n***a I ain't Young Money
Mask up, young n***as on dummy
Catch you in broad day leave him like J-Money
Shots fired, n***a yeah man down
Flee the scene, n***as don't stick around
Get caught, n***a don't make a sound
N***as put up, yeah when them bodies hit the ground
N***as mad cause I'm finna take off
Balling hard, n***a like a play off
Act hard but I know they soft
Snitching-ass n***as, I ain't cut from that cloth
Bullets hot, boy, ask Rondo
Shots fired, n***a, no convo
Do 'em like Jake did Alonzo
Hit four n***as, that'll be a combo
Rest in peace my brother Shondale
300K, n***a, die L's
Heard of young n***a, yeah, out of jail
Try to get me, tell 'em, "Mission failed"
My name carry weight, n***a, where the scale?
Lil Marc, ding ding, ring bells
Free Twilla, free Woo, free Kellz
CPDK, n***a, fuck 12
On the block, n***a like it ain't shit
Hollow tips n***a all in my clip
Thotiana, n***a, all on my dick
And my n***as doing drills, you could ask 46
N***as talkin' about little FatHead
That right there leave cats dead
Run up on a n***a, hit him in the head
Man down, man down, n***a Code Red
Swear to God
These n***as Fufu gang
Don't make me call my n***as
Tutu Gang, they hang with me
Best believe bro and 'em
Got nice aim
Put your ass on a T-shirt
N***a fame
Man up, band up, no MUBU gang
Fuck n***a sneak dissin', they ain't in my lane
Flow dope, n***a, yeah, like cocaine
Killa Kellz, D-Block, he insane
Let these n***as know they ain't ready
50-shot, n***a, yeah, it aim steady
Leave the whole city look like spaghetti
My team n***a, yeah we ready
I be rollin' on you n***a like a Charlie, boy
Catch a n***a, yeah, if he reppin' Folly boy
Pop his ass real quick like a Molly, boy
All my young n***as down to catch a body, boy
50-Strong, yeah, you know I fuck with folk
Got a bag then you get poked
Yell, "Die Y", you get smoked
Yell, "Die Y", you get smoked