YZ (Rap)
CURB STOMP
[Intro]
YZ

[Chorus: (GCSY) Cameronazi & $ubjectz]
This for all my block n***as (hell yeah)
Serving hard, flipping rock n***a (hell yeah)
Always keep the hammer hot n***a (hell yeah)
Hit a stain on yo block n***a (hell yeah)

This for all my block n***as (hell yeah)
Serving hard, flipping rock n***a (hell yeah)
Always keep the hammer hot n***a (hell yeah)
Hit a stain on yo block n***a (hell yeah)

[Verse 1: BurnKas & Drownmilli]
Catch me on yo block
No soul purpose but my n***as guap, spin the block
All my n***as out here really let it pop
All my MAC-11's aimin' at the fuckin' cops
And when I spare yo top, go and grab that fuckin' mop
Yah
I just took a tab, I never did it bitch
And I always kill shit, watch me hit the switch
Yeah my choppa got no [?], make you feel that shit
Make your head lean, make your fuckin' liver twist
I came from nothing, ain't that shit and now I'm counting guap (ayy)
Bands will make her dance, now she givin' top
Man I'm fuckin' with that bitch, I let her hold my Glock
And I'm fuckin' with my fans, I let them hold my Glock
And if you hatin' on my gang, see me at the top
And if you claimin' that you banging better catch an opp
Yah
Choppa on me, then it splashin' your spleen
Rest pain, double watching your brain
Scarface, bitch [?]
You fall down when I'm at the range
Hunted up from the cash, bitch I change
Acid in me got me lost in the trance
I rided low 'cause these n***as are snakes

[Verse 2: (GCSY) Cameronazi & $ubjectz]
2 choppa's to his body, leave him paralysed
3 shots, to his head, he won't be alive
Call a paramedic
We ain't pressin' Smith and Wesson triggers send them blessings
Hunnid rounds, if that bitch flexin'
Suicide, homicide, is you down to ride?
Triple 9, double O to the fuckin' 5
We some Block boys counting guap boy, fuck a opp boy
Run down on yo set, sendin' shots at ya top boy

[Bridge: BurnKas & Drownmilli]
I keep that fuckin' 9
Put some holes to his head, it might free his mind
I got tools in my hand like it's hammertime
Triple 9, G-C-S to the fuckin' Y
Put that Glock, blow that shit, right into the sky
This some world fuck shit, let them bullets fly
I'm a real hellhound, boy it's do or die
Triple 9, 05, yeah we do the fire
Hang with me in suicide

[Chorus: (GCSY) Cameronazi & $ubjectz]
This for all my block n***as (hell yeah)
Serving hard, flipping rock n***a (hell yeah)
Always keep the hammer hot n***a (hell yeah)
Hit a stain on yo block n***a (hell yeah)

This for all my block n***as (hell yeah)
Serving hard, flipping rock n***a (hell yeah)
Always keep the hammer hot n***a (hell yeah)
Hit a stain on yo block n***a (hell yeah)