COLD SUMMER PT 2
(KZ) On The Gang

(I don't wanna hear about violence)                               never
(Catch an opp out but the bitch stay quiet)                    who?
(I don't wanna hear about riots)
(put bullet shells in this little dogs diet)
(shoot a rounds on name Bryant)
(bitch gone fade away i'm not lying)
(back in a opp block find him)
(Trust me cuz i'ma get you if you're hiding)


Put my life on the line for my ghees
On game, Winchester split the breeze
Every time i whipped out, little dogs freeze
Begging on their knees, pray to god i don't squeeze
Ain't with the chatter, young boy it's on site
If we pulling up, we ain't pulling up to fight
These little dogs running up with a knife
Lad thats fine, imma pick him with a 9                         (bup bup bup)

Trust me cuz imma go the distance
All these little dogs they be chatting from a distance
Never gave a fuck if a little dog dissin
Ill be at home lad fucking your misses                         (ha haa)
Ain't no chattin when it's on sight drillins  
Blood gets spilling when i'm on that mission
Feeling like a villain when a opp goes missing
Come down tripping guaranteed gets clicking
Listen, trust me lad i ain't with the bullshit
Wanna talk slick? you gone catch a full clip
Load that whip take trips to the click
He ain't no chip but i dipped that bitch
Gang, pull up, bang
Never gave a fuck if you talk that slang
Ain't no game if you really wanna play
Pulling up all day, light em up with a K

This man that would knock your top off
Dogs be the first to run when it pops off
1 call, bro pulls up with that sawn off
Guy was lacking, yea he got caught off
Eestwa, puller get knocked, ain't tryna get locked
But i'll put you in a box
Case is pending, never gone stop
Selling them rocks, tryna get this stock

Iv'e got ghees that are well known hitters
Boys in the pod really be them killers
All this chattin bout local drillers
Come to the hood, get fed no dinners
Now he say we trapped 3 boys in the back
With a bally and a black Glock 9 in their lap
If you wanna talk truth, better state facts
Ain't tryna hear bullshit on tracks
We got bad intentions, blade get injected
On this side, that shit be expected
Wanna test it? brother come test it
Back my blade, this dog getting chested
Never gonna cap for the music
Wanna start war? Then the boys gone lose it
Grip that steel, better pray we don't use it
Just hope that lad we ain't abuse it [?]

Your brother got splashed, no trace
[?] hit the dash and we at that place
Ain't about shanks, get the fuck out my face
We can go to war if you step out of place
Trust me, give a fuck about a bitch with a pumpy
Send shots, i'll bus em back at your aunty
Living life till the 5-0 cuff me
Never met a cat that's ever out done me               (never)

That's facts been living this life
Hustlin all day taking risks all night
Even tho iv'e been popped that twice
Still in the field with my head held high
Last shot we sent, he went missing
He was talkin big, til that lead hit that building
To be honest, i don't even know if we killed him
All i know is bullet holes never got filled in
I don't wanna hear about violence                         (nahh)
Catch a opp out better bitch stay quiet                (who?)
I don't wanna hear about riots
Puttin bullet shells in this little dogs diet
Shoot a rounds on name Bryant [?]
Bitch gone fade away i'm not lying
Back in a opp block find him
Trust me cuz, imma get you if you're hiding

I don't wanna hear about violence
Catch an opp out but the bitch stay quiet
I don't wanna hear about riots
(puttin bullet shells in this little dogs diet)
(shoot a rounds on name Bryant) [?]
(bitch gone fade away i'm not lying)
(back in a opp block find him)
(Trust me cuz, imma get you if you're hiding)