[Intro: Mental K, Monkey & SJ]
Aight, Fumez, you're plugged in with some real drillers right now
You understand?
OSG, Jump Out Gang
Free the fuckin' members, come on (Moment of truth)
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[Verse 1: Dimzy]
You already know how we do it in style
Two waps deep, man do it in style
He got shot with two and your mans got shaved times two
Fuckin' hell, that's wild
Grizzy watched Stickz get done then he made a whole mixtape tweakin', how?
I'm a winner with a .40, bait, Jump Out Gang, you know the .40 baowed (Pow)
Big men run in and dive in walls, they leave their friends, I see it, it's foul (Dash)
We just jumped back in the dinger, and bro's tryna linger out the window again (Pow)
Tryna scramble your homies egg with these flat 'eds, scrambled egg (Scrambled egg)
Your mans was tweakin', now he's a Z (Shh)
The 60s done it on bike, done it in cars, done it on peds (Done it on peds, nyoom)
We got down Dayz, done it and fled (Chh)
They only talk bad on the gang 'cause all of them felt some pain and bled
Capo got done, tryna cop him a phone, the guys left the A in a mess

[Verse 2: Monkey]
Diamonds twerk, like a bitch on a pole (Twerk)
This a family, bitch, know your role (Yeah)
Used to hit shots in the back of the road
The front or the alley, you know how it go
Tour de woosh when a man's block tourin'
Lit it up (Whoosh), like we startin' some coal
You ain't lucky that **** got shot and you go
Talkin' hammers, we copped it and load
Lost waps, had to get some more
The opps is racked, they ain't evening score (Nah)
Too much chat, come rise some more
Multiple dead, I can name 'bout four
Blood in, blood out, my n***a Skrr had waps for run-outs
Minimum step, PR bought the wap out
Smoked a L and your homie tapped out
[Verse 3: SJ]
Who can tell me what?
I been outside, I wet man up
I flinged corn on opps numerous times
If you seen corn hit, man, I made man jump (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
He's Biscotti and he turned Runtz
Look like you tried keep it quiet but free my ski (Free 'em)
'Cah he cheffed that up
Just the other day man jumped out on ****
He made the cabman swerve and dus' (Cut)
You know gettin' man down is essential
Man's only got fear of God
Takin' a risk ain't new to the mandem
Trident know that we been them thugs
When you wake up do you get to the bag?
'Cah you can't be at war if you got no funds (Nah, nah)
Nah, that can't work, my G
I heard the opps wan' murder we
'Cah we all beat corn, that's personally (N***as know)
That rapper ain't mashed any works
So the way they rap, tread carefully (Dickhead)
It was all this and that, next thing they'll need help urgently
Hella opp had surgery, a good few went permanently (Dead opp)

[Outro]
Fumez The Engineer
No he ain't drinking Rum, he got bun