On hots (not on hots)

Shoot at the whip on the strip I catch rundown gang bet i make it a hit these ni**as always talk but they're never on shit, Shoot at the rocks just like my boy d dot and the ni**a (b dot) be taking shots the only hits that dirty ass ni**a was catching were leg hits, bitch (movelook) he is back in the town and I know this will be fine the drug deal we were headed held up cops so in the mean time I don't see a play of persistence where we won't shine, suited up while in the club I'm pushing up on ni**as wit my glock forty revolver with plenty shots bitch tried to line me it wasn't hot (ya heard), delilah the (bitch) got shot, (bow!), I'm the goat so they all watch me but don't dare get cocky please don't copy the sound, it's two to the mother fucking six so check the store (like), bet on me uppin it my ooter is R G (roscoe rah), I know my bro been buggin shooting opps and the cops know there's protests in public but I'm still up that's on my projects it's me and R G it's sudden action right when we enter the strip (sev) the D O A bitches ratting and dirty chatting,

turn an opp to a prop place the picture and set it inside of a frame with no filter manuever and blitz (ayo quan) blitz the hills up, a glock with no holsters it's my favourite killer a roller and riller dressed, in all black we be the shooters,

Smoking on some nazzy keem mixed it with the rippy I'm rolling up a dead opp (oh shit) blade pack was really choking me I'm like are you shitting I bet I make em take a seat a compliment from my bitch she says I always keep a glock inside my jeans I know your horny and it's alright but (ni**as fight for nights and couldn't breath for they life right when I up this pipe, stop all the cappin on the net your upset cause we took the fat ni**a jb had to make a call to decieve just to perceive fat ni**a ran and then he tripped lil D D waits on timing for this money and power but when chubby (jb died no no time was wasted we had strived the prize of the bounty on his head was set my keem he had came to arrive (what it was), bout twenty g's enough to buy some guns and purchase a new and improved whip the bullets spitting out of my ak processor let us watch em flip, mattsev he went down with four quarters down the hall way leave him dead In a ditch, lil (nazzy) (rippy) and (bobby) (sorry), pounced just like some lions on them little (d o a), dickheads yes I be the demons I'm multiple and many more than one, with eight racks my bitch only had one but (swear) her shit was so fat, not E B K I'm with my O Y killers demons in black,

turn an opp to a prop place the picture and set it inside of a frame with no filter manuever and blitz (ayo quan) blitz the hills up, a glock with no holsters it's my favourite killer a roller and riller dressed, in all black we be the shooters, (o y or no Y), (big O's is up it's never g's you hear) graah