- [ ] got my Glock in him I’m goin stock in him we got all them blood lookin. At them crip a they tranna bite the ni**a the tranna fight a ni**a lookin at my right to lega I’m trying to ram a Lambo I don’t know you got my cambo we tranna fight that hambo she be lookin at the hair she told me it was dare I don’t care why you lookin at me I get my Glock 18 out pocket them I pull it out then I do that pow pow on them crips aye aye that’s why bloods aways win aye Pull up to the party wit my shorty if he want smoke Ima hit him with the 40, I been in the lab like Morty l I’m e a horror scene I could make this scene gory, pull up the block block baby I could spin that boy block like I did a 180 diving in a black Mercedes like my homies in a straight jacket we get crazy, pull up to the party turning up the radio spitting like the river just know you can’t stop my flow mhmm.