Lyrics

[Intro: Blue Pesos] Yeah, nigga Stinc Team, bitch (Damn, Pocket) [Verse 1: Blue Pesos] Niggas always say I like to talk about the violence Ho keep hundred somethin' shells, I be handin' out reminders Hide and seek with his body, make his big brother find him Stinc Team just walked in, they gettin' quiet Chopper size of a midget, built to knock out a giant I can't be touched, you know G's move in silence Uppercase 'round P, puttin' faces on the T Put these red and green beams beams on him, jump if you feel froggy Bullets got no name on 'em, you could get it all You ain't rеally 'bout that life, so why you get involved? Shootin' 'til it click thе only way these problems gettin' solved I need them jewels off your neck, nigga, take it off [Verse 2: Duffy] Hundred somethin' shots for these niggas if they tryna brawl Finna show Mei Ling somethin' she ain't never saw Bop for the ice, got this buddah from Niagara Falls It's an awful lot of syrup but I haven't coughed Clutchin' blower, he was muggin' but he wasn't trippin' It's time to rock and roll, I'm comin' in with Jimi Hendrix Told him, "Don't compete with Off the Mussle", bro, we livin' different A gang of track runners, made his block look like the Olympics You ain't fuckin' with the team, told him keep dreamin' Somethin' chunky in my pocket, got my toe leanin' Feet bleedin', what is niggas sayin'? I ain't hearin' nothin' Ain't no talkin', 'cause it's fin on me, end discussion [Verse 3: Blue Pesos] His hood, it ain't no fireworks, you hear the K bustin'? Gorilla nuts on the chop, I'm finna face fuck him Made a thug nigga cry, now he's a store runner I ain't wanna shot that nigga but my pole chose him I just froze on him, hoe's an Mr. Incredible On the road to a mill', it's an inevitable Long live the Great, I'm on fig and I'm slappin' hoes .223s make a nigga scream if he actin' bold [Verse 4: Duffy] I know you know them Off the Mussle niggas kinda cold Bum nigga try me, R.I.P. another average Joe He's no longer over nothin', nigga, what a shame Niggas puttin' LA on the map, you can thank the gang Think he slick? Show him tricks, bro, this chop custom Looney Tunes, gettin' strips, silly rabbit, sore Bugs Bunny [?] laughin' on the 'Gram, got up on him and wasn't nothin' funny Stripped him for his fifty dollars, he was kinda bummy [Outro] (Damn, Pocket)