[Acting: Part 1]
[OBlockian 1]: Heard about that n***a?

[OBlockian 2]: Hell yeah

[OBlockian 1]: Top?, weak as fuck cuz

[OBlockian 2]: On BD, fuck these n***as man

[OBlockian 1]: Fuck this n***a think he is, man? He a real O'Block savage? Think he be gettin' money? N***a be gettin' no fucking money, cuz!

[OBlockian 1]: How the fuck he a boss cuz?
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Boss Top: Catch these n***as, man, smoke on they ass, man, these n***as snitchin' man

T-Roy: A lotta n***as be snitchin'

Boss Top: Yeah, a lotta these n***as snitchin' man

BJ: Ay, on foe nem boy, them n***as [?] right now lackin' boy, on foe nem, next door boy they lackin' foe right now foe, yeah on foe nem boy they tweakin'

[Verse 1]
Smoking dope, bop in the Fanta (Skrrt)
Kidnap a Fly Boy for some ransom
You turnt up, get turned down, fuck Samson
She like my alter ego plus I'm handsome
Try to turn that lil apartment to a mansion
That hunnid in that chopper got him dancing
Flats got me floating, Danny Phantom
Keep that ratchet on me, you can have some
Keep that ratchet on me like a tool box
Caught a brick ass lackin', rocked his jukebox
That thirty go blocka blocka, his whole crew drop
My shooters in the cut like peroxide
[Acting: Part 2]
Wassup y'all? wassup, wassup
Oh shit cuz, oh shit cuz
Oh shit cuz, oh shit cuz
Wassup cuz
That's what it is?
We fuck wit you cuz
That's what it is?
We fuck with you cuz
It's what it is?
We fuck with you cuz
Ay, [?] they ass
*Gunshots*

[Verse 2]
You don't know me bitch, I am Boss Top
I'm nothing else bitch, I am O'Block
These n***as got rich then forgot about me
But most these n***as snitchin, tell them rat about me
I got some young killers that a clap about me
Too many [?] catchin' bodies n***a ask about me
I be off the mollies call savage'up (T-Roy)
I called up Edogg then he clap up
GBMG bitch, my team rackin' up
I'm blood for that bag like Dracula
Turn up with who? my boys massacre
Them broke boys savage then we savage'up
Dope in the dutch closed caskets [?]
This charger from the crates, bitch we ratched up
Don't get yo ass erased from the face of earth
Then finish off my day with a blunt of [purp?] (Man down)
Ridin' some foreign, no license [?] nervous (Skrt skrt)
[?] I smoke alotta dope and I ride with thirtys
And this thirty shoot like Stephen Curry
Flexin' on you fags [?]
Thumbing through this cash, awe shit, that hurtin'
[?]
Thumbing through this cash, awe shit, that hurtin'
[?]
[Outro]
[?]
Oh shit, they hurtin', oh shit, they hurtin'
Them brick boys hurtin'
GBE
GBMG
O'Block
300
Let's get it