[D-Gotti]
I ain't doing it, for no bullsh**
But I'm in this b**h strapped if you gon die, you know I'ma pull quick
Could hit a innocent bystander, but naw
I'm pointing at the motherf**er, with the foul mouth
And y'all, n***as ain't nothing but hoes
Now just take it like a man, or get chased out the do'
Hit you everywhere but under your toes, under your clothes
Bleeding like a broad, on her cy-cycle
Beefing with a phsyco, about a soft blood
Outline in chalk, is the only outcome
How come you think, that y'all run sales
Couldn't get them n***as heaven, so I brought some hell
Oh well, shouldn't of been up in my space
Wasn't my fault he wasn't ducking, shouldn't up been up in my face
Misplaced slugs, all up in a playa body
Was like the roof on fire, flames slugs from the shotty
And uh D-Gotti, not the one for those games
But if you wanna make the news, you won't play see I'm saying n***a
[Hook - 2x]
Get on, 'fore you get sh**ted on
Stay up in your place, if you wanna live long
Why you all up in my space, why you all up in my space
n***a better back-back, 'fore I catch another case
[D-Reck]
Thoed in the game, like a pa** from Vick
Hustling hard for the cash, got the grip with car tricks
The name D-Reck, but they call me Johnny Street
So in the gutter shuffling bu*ter, is where you find me
At it 2-4-7, for that payday baby
n***as think I fell off, cause they ain't seen me lately
b**h n***as talk down, then see me forget they hate me
The Glock work daily first, then come congratulate me
Sticks and stones, might break my bones
b**h lip got zipped, won't hurt me
Cause if your name ain't in they mouth, then you ain't getting paid
And that's the only type of sh**, that gets me worried
But my personal space mayn, belongs to me
And if you don't know my real name, I need three feet
And even if you do, and you ain't my boo
Man to man conversations, I still gotta get too
Invading a n***a space, get your a** erased
I protect my perimeter, with this heat around my waist
[A3]
Don't try to play me for weak, cause homie ain't no mercy for strangers
Find a clip in your chest, and your best friend strangled
I'm a Dead End G, keep it I-N-C
And what I don't see, is you trying me
Everytime a n***a stomp, I crack the concrete
n***as getting mad, cause I jump in the front seat
Look don't mess with me, I ain't scared to show ya
Get leaned on hard, by a n***a that's sober
Hey, you in my space violation from the jump
You a match lit, n***a I'm a loaded fuel pump
So don't get close, I got soldiers at they post
That'll twist you over fire, like a pig getting roast
We warn n***as fairly, that shots reloaded
Blitz hard on the one, got the ball and sewed it
You had a good chance, but it's clear you blowed it
So that cash that you past n***a, watch me fold it
[Dirty $]
Man you only as smart, as your last dumb move
You think of f**ing with me, could get your body numb dude
Not too smart, see I'll make you heart
Do the opposite of start, test that S on your chest
co*k back, and make a mess of your flesh yes
Original dickie boy, we the best of the best
So if you s**ers hold plex, and you eager to express it
Bring it on get sh**ted on, we well protected
Dollar well connected, plugged in to these streets
Better get up out my face, or catch a slug from the heat
Ain't nothing sweet, bout how I hold my gun
Wig splitter my n***a, I squeeze triggas for fun
Mr. Dirty $, still pop the collar
Making hoe a** n***as holla, breaking em off some'ing proper
Shots and shots, please spread the news
Got these fools so patient, working with a very short fuse
Brother excuse me, naw get out the way
I'm a grown a** man, fam scram go play yeah
[Hook - 2x]