Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
I'm gonna let these motherfuckers know something
Look at that
We happen to be them fly niggas
Don't try niggas, do all the niggas
Fizzy Womack, Paul, Drew, and Figgaz
One that'll put the drop on you quicker, nigga
We happen to be them fly niggas
Don't try niggas, do all the niggas
Fizzy Womack, y'all, Drew, and Figgaz
One that'll put the drop on you quicker
We brought up every raw chapter
From the history of slinging cracks
To the history of rap
From the history of street misery
To Brownfield, Brooklyn, Vietnamese
William and Womack, Paul
It's known that you get your * blown back, Paul
The hill is still real, we on that, Paul
Cock back the chrome
Cause you don't crack, Paul
What it look like when they on the pipe
Slinging the things, the fiends getting cream all night
Gotta get my hustle on
Go ahead, cause I know
What it be like when you got no bread
When you're down and out
People turn they back at you
Even the chickens try to disrespect the rap, but dude
I got gratitude, baby, I ain't mad at you
I bet you that pussy is stink at your attitude
Hold that damn
As I step off, no frown
Keep the grin and smile, like always
Some people get it * up in these raw days
But they could be left dispatched in they hallway
I got family from Seattle
We feel, we feel, no, we feel
Bitch, nigga, we real
Now slip, slip, slip, slip, slip, slip, slip, slip
Slop, slop
Before I turn this conversation into a motherfucking homicide
We happen to be them fly niggas
Don't try niggas
Do all die niggas
William Berkowitz
Lie, hellfickers
What, did I put the drop on your quicka?
Nigga, we happen to be them fly niggas
Don't try niggas
Do all die niggas
William Berkowitz
Lie, hellfickers
What, did I put the drop on your quicka?
Now I don't know if you remember me
It's William Berkowitz
From downtown, swingin' and springin' this dope *
Watch these real niggas move crowds
When you pathetic, synthetic-ass niggas ain't allowed
I'm not a gangster, and I won't lie
I've always been afraid to die
So at worst, come to worst
I'll back my * out first
I'll feel better in a Eldorado
Than in a hearse
When it's time to roll
You know where them thugs at
First family
You know where my love's at
Give it up to my peers
Who survived through the blood, sweat, and tears
Here's to a hundred years
We won't change a switch, your aim, or pitch
We're dedicated to dominatin' the same *
I know what I may have to do
You know my motto
Walk past the splashin' crew
If I'm after you, it's on
Keep your head up, cause I won't let up
Till your ass is gone
So now you remember me
It's the hell racin', gun placin' beneath
We happen to be
Fly niggas
Don't try niggas
Do all die niggas
Fenty Womack, Paul Drew
Hellfickers
Boy, that'll put the drop on you quicker
Nigga, we happen to be
Fly niggas
Don't try niggas
Do all die niggas
We're your virtuous
Hellfickers
Boy, that'll put the drop on you quicker
Can I hear silence
For the peeps that's deceased
Rest in peace
Y'all
Still with me
And I still keep that full feel with me
I'm dedicated to this game
Whether it's the streets or this rap thing
I'm gon' live it up
Maintain a Brooklyn Pugilor
I'm the judge
What?
Jury
What?
And the executioner
I'm used to the
Automatic machine
The heavy caliber
And the bloody crime scene
You know my name
I've been trained to flip
From the environment where there be fire and home clips
So tell your man stop flinchin'
Stand at attention
And prepare for the lynchin'
Fire and swarm
With the same tags
The last of the best
And we say the best for the best for last
Tell, respond, Regxtop
Shoot, when jammin'
H ent.

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