Intro
What the fuck's up DTP n this mutherfucker
If all yćll dont like it get the fuck back
Cuz all my niggaz is ready, Luda, 20, Fate, Shawna
Lets show these mutherfuckers how we disturb the peace
Hook 2X
Fuck that get the fuck back
Luda make your skull crack
Tuck that bitch the whole towns on my nut sack
Cuff that nigga put it on your week nigga
Puff that niggas gonna die tonight
Verse I
Bronson motherfucker give me more than ł feet
DTP in the club we comin more than ł deep
The whole crew is reaking our style were reek cash getters
Stay more than crunch our shit bumps like bad clippers
How many try and hustle the dealer and went broke
Imfamous Im the value meal I come with the coke
I gotta enough guns for beef if you want it that way
I push your wig back like bad finger waves or a bad toupee
Verse II
I licka loud you niggas leave kids in the hallway catch them
At their locker blocka blocka
See them on Broadway and catch their ass see them at a
Swimming pool and lap their ass
Im from the southside G Road College Park niggas gone
Ride when the beef starts dont hold back let the heat spark
One through his vest, one through his chest sleepy hallow put
Niggas to rest
Hook
Verse III
What you know about projects, hoes, and murda whole lotta game
Whole lotta game whole lotta keys and burners
Whole lotta dope fiends trying to scheme workers
Whole lotta feds got them niggas scared to surface
Type of bitch that had the brown in my sock
On the block tryin to cop a piece of the crop
Watch me pull up real sweet in a drop but if you fucking
With my paper feel the hear from my glock
We pop bottles right over you head niggas with nozzles nozzles
Right over your leg. Niggas our motto motto is kill em instead
Niggas we make them loose weight like we Jenny Craig niggas
All of yćll half nice half thug half ass
The only time I go half is half on a half
But I use a full clip cuz I`m a full fledged nigga
Part time MC full time drug dealer
Hook
We the filthy niggas from the south A-Town represent us
Strong armin mutherfucker like a Russian sicka
You got issues with us talkin shit on mixed tapes
Ill catch you at a show and well beat you with a mix tape
You better pump your brakes before I pump shells and blood oze
I lead niggas like vest cough keep pissin me off like a week kidney
And you will find your family readying your obituary
Verse IV
These people are trying to scrub the red off stains they dont get off
They want to bring the pain so this thing about to set off
Barretas for getting cheddar you better off dead. Yes you can
Do it cut his fuckin head off
Verse V
I got a letter from the government the other day
Them bitches told me they caught a shipment of my yeah
Theyre on their way three minutes to get the k two minutes
To get the weight one minute and imma spray
Hook
Verse VI
Bang bang kill a man let his brains hang and when Im in court
Plead guilty insane. They put me in a ward imma have to maintain
But when I hit bricks wont a damn thing change.
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