Pillars will fall

Reminton knocking down pillars Yankees ain't got all them hitters And we in the field but we not just some fielders My niggas are killers , Sweet talking my gun , feel like a tiller Love all my clips , love all my grips Hallow rounds left em Disfigured Them shits that really burn like an std my niggas I swear we got them hair triggas Don't em send threats Don't say you wanna murder Catch you enjoying a burger meal I ordered the oxtail and with rice and beans Makes the niggas squeal , somebody get the waiter please Buss his head and leave By my doley , with the keef Fuck you mean ain't nobody gonna Come for me Lay low until the end of the month Sametime i get payed yah see Pop out on whoever fucking owed me Come for you , in a month or 2 ,With the gang You was with your crew , we shot em too His mama too , she said why It don't matter boo Glttt . Get the money Zoom Rifles with the scoop Running in yah house for the dope No boonk gang shit , Run and shoot that shit Emptied 9 clips , cause my mans got hit Its life gang shit 2 Cz 75's on my hip like twins Head do spins when they hit chins Coming with that lead Rolling dices on yo head Cause we taking chances on yo head Actively in these streets Insanity if we meet Move Hyperactively with this heat Savagely eating beef In the trap again Zoom on my jack , what's happening Nggs moving shakey , Pull up we got the drop on him Say dat ? gang coming , ain't no stopping em hallows tips bout to hop in em Popped out on him He like , im imagining So much hits with the tech clothes start unraveling Big shells dismantled him Only bits and pieces left for examining Told em not to fuck with me , see they made me mad again Niggas asked for this , why the fucking panicking Speed dialing the ops , calls we canceling Iphone cant stop it ,thru his face shots traveling Stray shots for whoever scrambling Keep the glocks on the side of me Born a g , came from the g's So you see that shit was always inside of me We taking Ts off em shirts Putting holes in the dirt For you and your friends Line em up , serve up Thank you , come again When that shit extend Make the block bend Leaving dents on the black benz Now They left with no endz They left with no heads Pull up , scoop em up niggas like thotties Gang on that molly Running round looking for bodies All they know is that almshouse So don't say ntn when we running in yah moms house