[Intro]
(Reconboy)

[Verse 1: Stoneda5th]
This trophy tat, I had to earn
That ain't my dog 'cause the bridges that he burned
It's a lot of man down, mission confirmed
I done did so many things that's unforgivable (Bz, you crazy)
He seen his fam get his face wiped, he miserable
In reality, n***a died fuckin' with criminals
I'm from a place you won't survive, you don't get physical
Reminiscing 'bout my killers
Zone 6, I'm on the ave with some gorillas
Type of shit that we be on
They tryna connect the towers, leave the phones
Bounce out in they hood and get 'еm gone
Fly as hell, feel like a dronе
Came from flockin', we was runnin' inside of homes
I ain't get no handout, got it on my own
I ain't get no handout, got it on my own

[Verse 2: Jackboy K3]
Ayy, see them n***as at the corner, yeah, them n***as ready to hop out
We gon' hawk him down, put hollows in his whip until he flip out
We gon' bogart shit and put them n***as right in the hearse
We gon' spin a hundred times until them n***as in the dirt
We gon' creep up on they block, if they not out, we spin again
I'm leanin' off this Wock', might crash the coupe, might crash the Benz
Steppin' at they block, tell all the oppers it's just whacky, get 'em outta here
Ain't no peace treatin', want 'em whacked, want 'em out of here
Livin' on the edge, but you can slide my way
She just wanna freak and link, okay
Ain't no worryin' 'bout no opp 'cause I got blick and I got aim
And if they catch me lackin', go out throwin' up my gang
[Verse 3: R3 Da Chilliman]
It don't make no sense why I got this many Percs on me
Put him in a hearse, he gon' find out them jerks lonely
Every time I bounce out on foot, I'm tryna tag a toe
Runnin' out of patience, I ain't seen him, I'ma whack his bro
I got hardheads in my hood that was made to beef
If I wore all my jewelry at once, that's an eighty piece
I got Chrome Hearts on my face, these ain't no buffs
N***as ain't on shit, we the n***as that shoot shit up
He can't get his bitch back, ain't no findin' her
She keep coverin' her eyes, these pieces blindin' her
Sixty-five hundred on the 'fit, it cost to drip
He thought it was cool givin' his addy 'til we flocked his shit