Cod Tactics

[Intro: 9ine]
I missed that
Prime Minister Castro, this missile crisis was the last straw
We almost blew ourselves up
Now, we invited you here today (In good faith), in good faith
To sort this thing out
And why is he here? He's lost
As I always say, zombies
Gentlemen, at times like these our capacity to retaliate must be and has to be massive to deter all forms of aggression
Long live 7, n***a, long live Dak
N***as know what it is, n***a
Free them 7s too, they'll be back

[Verse 1: 9ine]
Bitch, we got Call of Duty tactics
Got that n***a gone like I knew magic
Playin' with this tеam shit, I'll let him have it
Over Dak, yеah, I'm comin', better have some fashion for your casket
Broad day or sun down, man, this shit can get tragic
Mention Lil 7 in them raps, why you think we shift back?
Movin' out them strikers full-time, yeah, we really 'bout that action
When them doors pop, ain't hearin' shit but yop music and fullies clappin'
Stand on business, confirm kills, lil' n***a, I ain't just rappin'
Better ask the last n***a who had his head down in traffic
You can dodge them potholes, but not this fully-automatic
Make a n***a crash the fuck out tryna run from the static
7 steppers, Dak world, man, these n***as know what's happenin'
Yeah, these n***as know what it is, play with the name, then we on it
You'll get your ass blitzed, out here tryna be the opponent
Give a fuck who n***as is, you gon' die, you tryna blow it
Did that last n***a greaze, left his whole chest smokin'
Popped that n***a up soon as he came back to Oakland
Walk you down with the semi or this fully, how you want it?
Everywhere I go, this Glock with me, you could tell how this bitch pokin'
I asked for it if them n***as get up on me while I'm loafin'
Play crazy if you want, you get that chance, you better blow it
Every chance that I get, ain't sparin' shit, I'm really on that
I come through with this fully dancin', have him boppin' like he Kodak
He was speakin' on Lil 7, why you think he got his skull cracked?
Sittin' outside a n***a house, tryna catch him steppin' to that doormat
Tender dickin' with that bitch, how you think we got the lo', jack?
Puttin' shit down, got him rollin' under the load like a floor jack
[Interlude: YounginSoSleaze]
Ayy, it's Sleaze, n***a
Ayy

[Verse 2: YounginSoSleaze]
Over Duck, it get hectic (Do it for Duck), drop this poor youngin in four seconds (Yeah)
Nerd n***as get temper with stocks all through they section (Went through that)
I'm on that, ain't talkin' bustdown, I'm on his necklace (I'm on that)
A n***a wan' do me like he Rico 'cause I'm reckless, ayy
Take the homie blick if he ain't tryna get it crackin' (Give me that)
I know Lil Ape and Delly, bro gon' make it happen
Ain't tryna pop him up, I'm tryna turn him to a casket, ayy (N***a)
It's confirmed kill, I got Call of Duty tactics, ayy (On my mommy)
One vic', two vic', three vic', four
That's right, would've been five, he ran for his life (Yeah, n***a)
Said it's Duck and Dak world, bitch, over them it get trife
His dumb ass almost died, I see he got his breathin' right
Make that n***a get loose, he should've kept his blicky tight (N***a)
Must've had that talk with God, I know that n***a seen the light (Bye-bye, God)
My hit-stick gon' hit shit, make him fumble with his pipe (Give it here)
Sleaze Kreuger in your dreams, boy, don't sleep at night, lil' n***a (Boy, don't sleep at night, n***a)

[Outro: YounginSoSleaze]
Yeah, n***a (Steve with the beat)
7 steppin', Dak world, n***a
Long live 7, long live Dak, n***a
N***as know what we did, n***a
Ain't no secret what we did, n***a
Catch up, n***a