[Intro: Sada Baby]
Ayy
Hmm, hmm, hmm, ayy

[Verse 1: Sada Baby]
Your baby mama 'nem gon' up if I say it's good
N***a talkin' brazy 'bout the set, we gon' take his hood
Life come with ups and downs, we take the good
Right with the bad, stuff all that shit in the wood

[Verse 2: Mazerati Ricky]
I love my city, I just hate I gotta duck the task
I'm in your city, want me to call for a hundred bags
Google my name, authorities they took a Lambo from me
Fired a ho, the bitch think she ran a scandal on me

[Verse 3: Sada Baby]
I hit the Bay, I mind my business, smoke my apple fritter
A thousand dollars for this rockstar outfit n***a
Everybody with me got them chops, don't doubt them n***as
From East Side to Oak Park, you know 'bout them n***as
Load a gun and roll a blunt 'cause all I want is smoke
You'll never get no bread 'cause all you want is hoes
Skuba Steve and Mazerati leanin' off a four
A n***a tell another lie, we knockin' off his nose
[Verse 4: Mazerati Ricky]
Sada they hatin' blood, I do this for the sake of us
And I'ma only bust him if he in the way of gettin' this paper up
These politics'll keep a n***a so thugged out
Used to cook coke 'til the smoke had me bugged out
From the hands of FN's, say we can slug it out
Always wanted to be the realest n***a, it wasn't no goin' out
And n***as showin' out, this foolie won't get to blowin' out
I blow a few strips to show you n***as what I'm talkin' 'bout

[Verse 5: Sada Baby]
And by the time I get to speaking, it's already over
Pop up 'bout that bread, four-five my toaster
Chopstick got teeth like an alligator
Rick slide up with red beam in that Navigator, huh

[Verse 6: Mazerati Ricky]
I be tryna forget that prison time, that shit be blurry
I swear I love that lady said not guilty in that jury
Hundred Shot Nick, legendary for all them murders
Shooter Gang Skooba Scoops in an all black Suburban

[Verse 7: Sada Baby]
I got an M16 big as my nephew
And your bitch got you in your feelings 'cause she just left you
And I just bought my bitch a chain 'cause she special
Still got a new Desert Eagle to knock your vest loose
And I'm the blood up out the streets, I'm down to slide, I chew the beef
Don't fuck with slabs, I moved to P's, I serve outside in two degrees
Rocky diamond jubilees, forty-ones and cuban links
Shoot you in the one that wink, not the one that stink
[Verse 8: Mazerati Ricky]
Money shit simple, it's like practice to AI
Rich n***a, all you gotta do is say it and she gon' pay up
If I'm touched, I guarantee somethin' slumped for the day up
And rich n***a gon' call talkin' 'bout he tryna pay up
Divide the pie, every cake with extra layer
Every shooter deserve to eat, a seat at every table
Dibs is extra cheese and we rockin' with the mayor
Roll cookie in the D and we blowin' out the pound, n***a

[Outro]
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