PSA (feat. DeeDaGrinch)
YAMS GZ
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Grrah-grrah (Chee on the beat) Grrah-grrah Grrah-grrah (Ahh) Where he going? i'm tryna' flock I'm tryna' see how he look with no top Bullets blowing, I cannot stop If he with 12 he get shot with the cop's Finger been ichin' since i got a knock Like, I'ma demon niggas know my bop Keep comin' close and that boy getting shot That go for the niggas even on my block Like a cat i'm in-love with the beam Flock got the blue so i'm toatin' the green Niggas keep chattin' but never on scenes The ops got hit two died in a week Tidda Od'ed and he died in his sleep Jay rilla, A bitch he got beat out his sneaks Niggas be hiding but i ain't gon' seek Just wait til' i catch em' i'm really gon' tweak Like, Geek-geek-geek, I'm the grinch Run-up you gonna get hit Tell brody, "Keep clicking" til' that nigga trip To them niggas i really don't miss Accuracy spot em', Got this nigga twitching on the floor, Damn I'm the grinch I don't play for the lackers I've been ballin' for the fucking mavericks, Like (Ewok) Like, who telling me what when i hop out the V, (Like) Nigga was copping the plead Aye-yo gang, He gon' end up like his bestie, Like Don't run-up, Get knocked Knuckle up & get active, Like Bullets gon' punch like rocky Nigga gon' end up like bobby, Like He tryda' clicked and got left in the lobby, Like Who the f*ck is that lil nigga dissing What he said? "Who the f*ck is that flocko nigga" Flocko the reason your man is a pack, Like I'ma hop out the cut and go blitz Nigga got left on his strip, Damn And what happened to Notti, Nicky, Franko All of them niggas got left on they strip (They dead) I don't care, man i'm talking my shit To them niggas stop dissing i'ma spin down they block with a smithen' And really get active Aye-yo yams, I got the blue, You got the red Really get active, Like Bullets gon' punch em' like rocky Don't tryda' box me, Knock on my body, (Uhh) What the f*ck, Niggas is dumb like Who tryna' bend? If we catch us a six, we gon' put em' to bed, Damn Punching my leg 1040-K they died over and over Mori a bitch he got clapped in his shoulder Just wished that he died and got put on a poster I keep me two knocka's i'm really a soldier Niggas be snitching they names on them folders When i catch em' them bullets gon' throw em' When i catch em' them bullets gon' throw em' When i catch em' them bullets gon' throw em'
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