Fire

Lyrics

[Intro] We continue to spread fire Of course, G.U.N. Productions on the beat Mr. E a-k-a the German luger on the 1's and 2's This is just another German [?], haha [Verse 1: Vado] Money out of violence and drugs only Vado be that homie (Pop, pop) Blood everywhere the jump (Yeah) This cat came back with bloods everywhere (Uh) Trunk of the Crown Vic had drugs heavy there You thought it was 96, Jesus [?] (Yeah) Now I'm rich like look boy I'm over them Tryna play fantasy football with HOV and them (Ha) Bang another check, shit I took more than both of thеm (Uh) Schooled my lil bro what I look for is the both of them (G-man) Uh, Nas just coppеd another watch (Slime) I just drove off the lot, pushin' another drop My first on 95th they hit the butter spot (Yes) The feds got me on shit that could get my mother hot Ah, Big Joe Lock, murder too Free Larry Love, my slime dang, he got a few (Whaddup?) Luck up top so it's burying [?] too Can't forget Man, Max B, and my n[]a [?] [Chorus: Nathaniel] This is gon' be some to witness (Bigs out to G.U.N. Productions, on the track) Get your block hot make it flip like a gymnast Steady on the grind, now I'm on the mission You know we got that fire [Verse 2: Young Chris] Rolls on the dirt, you know what's under the shirt We had to shoot for the turf N[]as shoot to get merked Before I bring the ladder, put the [?] to work Run up in this while I put the Lord's shooters to work Got the Reggie for the dollar, 3 stacks for the sour Chains smoking, running through 3 packs every hour Take a n[]a strip so quick we make it ours Leave them in a tub full of blood, we make it shower No more powder got these n[]as taking flower Heave a man up and we keep [?] you cowards Four down, red nose, attack mode 100 thousand AP, I'm that cold Mac fold, back trappin' in black clothes Duckin' patrol, fuck cop, them assholes Young n[]as can't fool me, get exposed Young Vick, keep on tryin', Nick Fold [Chorus: Nathaniel] This is gon' be some to witness Get your block hot make it flip like a gymnast Steady on the grind, now I'm on the mission You know we got that fire [Verse 3: DJ Kay Slay] I spread the same fire that lit the torch of liberty Thoughts of authenticity torture and scorch them lyrically Often forth and willingly lost in the world of trickery Talkin' with all simplicity awful with raw delivery I'm pourin' Hennesy offerin' all my enemies Same headshots you saw when they slaughtered Kennedy You lost your dignity whorin' across the industry Cause the truth is you just a pussy with lost virginity To teach ya that I stole when I told his mentally stronger And lost a memory all of them gon' remember me Scorin' off the trigger we waring for world supremacy Student of the Wu I swarm in a world of killer bees We Kay Slay, we brought in an awful chemistry Causin' extorsion, penalties drawin' a portrait vividly Ya guns American made, this shotty was born in Italy Me, myself and I fear warning across the trilogy [Chorus: Nathaniel] This is gon' be some to witness Get your block hot make it flip like a gymnast Steady on the grind, now I'm on the mission You know we got that (fire) [Outro: Bully] Yeah yeah yeah yeah Whaddup? Boy it's your boy Bully bitch D-Block stand up all day every day And I'm chillin' My homie, my man overseas Doin' it real big, real big Mr. E, doin' it crazy, cop his mixtape We Run This, big shout out to my RPS fam doin' it real big too You know how we do man, it's ya boy Bully bitches D-Block Street certified I'm here and I'm stamping it too, y'know what I'm sayin'?