Leggin' with that clip, we dump it off like V Ramonovic Sorry homie, you know we not friends, it's all for politics Politics, never get to see her really runnin' *** Now you know her runnin' ***, you rappers on punishment Pop a duck, niggas, they be lyin' on they rubber dick Everybody scared of Lil Linky, man, it's evident Feelin' like 50 way back in 03, OGs Talkin' bout God damn it, you on some other *** 301 screamin' 4-4, want my Louis *** Poppin' tags by them old niggas on they dummy *** Uh-uh, dreamers, they in news for a gold noose Black and yellow boots with the boots and the gold suit We shot a nigga at the go-go last week We don't really care who got shot last week Ridin' out the meet-up, blockin' really bumpin' me Go some bad ***, you don't want no problems with the GDCPG I'm the king of the streets I never had to struggle in a gang to a beef Always ten toes, so it's hard to defeat And trust me, nigga, I've been lookin' hard for a beef, huh? He ain't read this hard in a long time U Street poppin' off, we the dudes in ice Muslim homie, always say, well, I ain't to the guys All my life been addicted to the power, ain't gon' lie, yo Ain't no fear, I'm never willing, put the shell up in you Ain't no tellin' when we do it, we just shoot and get you Got a bad thing in there, line, line, ass wide With some tie-ties, keep my mouth wide, uh Northside bumpin' up north with a dick When I was a baby, I was wildin' for respect You gon' get your head buzzed, ***in' with the set *** around here and talk crazy, you get wet, uh We ran so many niggas out of here Wonder why young Licky never had a fear Say a one, say a twice, you gon' get beat Anybody ever ask what happened with the bleach? Runnin' from police, they almost had me when I slipped Way, way back, I almost started sellin' dip Around the same time, bumpin' T.I. versus D.I.P. I ain't know who went hard to make me wanna celebrate Now we in the game and I'm so busy from the bank Niggas look at you like, damn, dawg, look where you came I don't give a *** about ***, man, yeah, I changed That little nigga style and I need my ***in' changed DMV, nigga, I'm the nigga of the year Leggin', leggin', leggin', third leggin' with my feels Reppin' ass, nigga, but I'm quiet when I'm near Always plottin' on the bitches and I'm plottin' on my feels We don't need no checks from the boys We just need respect from the boys We don't wanna fall in love by the force So I just get the Lil' Reed drillin' with the boys, yeah No, no, no, oh no, no, no Oh, no, no, no, oh no, no, no Trigga has no heart, baby Trigga has no heart, baby Trigga has no heart Trigga never had no heart, baby Trigga has no heart Trigga has no heart, baby Trigga has no heart Trigga never had no heart, baby Trigga has no heart Trigga has no heart, baby Trigga has no heart Trigga never had no heart, baby Trigga has no heart