Uh-huh Yeah On foenem (on fonem grave, [?]) 6300 nigga, DMGG On my brother grave (go, go) ([?]) You know how the fuck we comin' nigga Uh, uh, uh (DJ on the beat so it's a–) Niggas get on y'all ass, y'all get to callin' other blocks (uh) Lil' bro say his pole hot, I had to buy another Glock They spint three times after [?], I gotta buy another hot You wifin' that bitch, had my dick all in her lips, that bitch a thot I'ma give lil' bro a ten, they gon' keep spinnin' that bend (on my brother) They been catchin' hats way before rap, they don't do it for no trend Niggas tellin' outta town niggas that they them niggas on they end (lyin' ass niggas) Dude a goofy, his ass a [?], we took his ass, thought we was his friend (bitch ass) I don't say it, bitch I mean it, head tap, I done seen it Heard two hunnid K in that crib, six run in there, go redeem it He tried to trade a pipe, I'ma take that bitch, ayy call him, tell him: Bring it Any nigga ever played with my name, they gon' die lil' nigga, I mean it Ask the last nigga who played with me, Hustle was spinnin' for days with me And I know Lil Deuce won't snitch, he takin' that shit to the grave with him Detro died, bitch, we drunk blood together, we don't save niggas I do hits for real, can't no nigga from the trenches say I paid niggas I know this one bitch from the opps, she did us in a circle Hop out the car out west, they chase him down, he was movin' slow like a turtle He say his ass a savage up on the internet, boy his ass a Steve Urkel I fuck bitches for free, you scam niggas, gotta pay these bitches purses Let him be outside on his block, I'ma slide, I swear I'ma hurt him These niggas ain't catch no murders, why the fuck his name Omerta? All you niggas goofy as fuck nigga, I was in jail with 600 [?] Only time your BM got wet for a nigga is when that lil' pussy was fertile Broke bum-ass niggas, ain't got no money, them niggas dirty I told lil' bro fuck that button I need shots, give me a thirty Niggas be in them cars with all the opps, we gon' be spinnin' all they blocks We be outside with twenty straps, the police came, they called the cops We know your type nigga, you in black and white nigga How they sayin' you savage? You a snitch too 'cause you right with him How you lookin' for members and you came through? You shot a hype nigga They thought we was sqaushin' it, we was poppin' shit, goofy, psych nigga Only niggas on the Low-End we ain't spinnin' on is OBN and Welch World Everybody else gotta get the belt from me and the real belt boys He got killed in front of his kid, I ain't gon' lie, I felt for him Bronem told me stop tweakin' on this track but I kept goin' My [?] You know what the fuck goin' on man 6300 Gang, DMGG nigga My brothernem, [?] nigga KKK nigga, seven-deuce shit nigga Long live Detro, long live Top Glah