BHZ

What the fuck?
Ayy, ayy (BHZ)

Ride with the motherfuckin' P's in the back (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
If 12 pull us over, then you know we runnin' track (Yoom) (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Five dollar niggas wanna beef, but they whack (Beef, but they whack) (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Focused on them M's, so it ain't no lookin' back (Ain't no lookin' back) (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Ride with the motherfuckin' P's in the back (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Ride, ride with the motherfuckin' P's in the back (Ride) (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Ride with the motherfuckin' P's in the back (P's in the back) (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
If 12 pull us over, then you know we runnin' track (You know we runnin') (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)

Slanging 'bows and ridin' clean, what the fuck a nigga mean? (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Everyone got somethin' to say when you the one that got the scene (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
All this money floatin' around, boy, why you gotta hate for? (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Get up in my way, that chopper tear you a new a-hole (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
You know that I'm from Memphis, don't disrespect my pimpin' (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Them bitches would not cook, we kicked 'em out our business (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Triple M the business, bitch, we lions, I ain't lyin' (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Bitches wanna set up, so stop trying, you dyin' (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
That's on God, I'm goin' hard, bitch, that work in my genes (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Yeah, they thought that we was actin', so we made 'em split the scene (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)

I was brought around that mackin', so I rock with a lean (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Get to spraying at your head like some fuckin' oil sheen (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Fuck all you haters, I gotta get at you later (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
My phone calls all 'bout the paper, now we neighbors with the mayor (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Please excuse me for the smell, smellin' like a whole bale (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
We finessed him out his mail, pussy nigga, hold the L (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)

VVS's killed the lights, you can dream about the price (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Think about takin' somethin' tonight, lil' bitch, stop playin' with your life (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
AR pistol on me, you can tell 'cause I ain't walkin' right (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Duke Deuce, them too many guns (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Nah, lil' bitch, we don't walk this light (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)

Ride with the motherfuckin' P's in the back (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
If 12 pull us over, then you know we runnin' track (Yoom) (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Five dollar niggas wanna beef, but they whack (Beef, but they whack) (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Focused on them M's, so it ain't no lookin' back (Ain't no lookin' back) (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Ride with the motherfuckin' P's in the back (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Ride, ride with the motherfuckin' P's in the back (Ride) (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Ride with the motherfuckin' P's in the back (P's in the back) (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
If 12 pull us over, then you know we runnin' track (You know we runnin') (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)

Hey, man, say, man, this a Triple M takeover, man (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
You know we finna give the game a whole new motherfuckin' makeover (BHZ, BHZ, BHZ, BHZ)
Get with it or get ran the fuck over (Move, bitch, move, bitch)
(Move, fuck out the way)
(Bitch, move)
BHZ, BHZ, BHZ (What the fuck?)

You can get from 'round here if my niggas don't know ya
Got niggas who want rank, they some motherfuckin' foot soldiers
My nigga, this our year, yeah, we takin' this shit over
You try to stop our ball, we can crash like some boulders
You can get from 'round here if my niggas don't know ya
You can get from 'round here if my niggas don't know ya
You can get from 'round here if my niggas don't know ya
You try to stop our ball, we can crash like some boulders

Hey, we out here playin' for keeps
Hope that boy don't think shit sweet
Come through drippin' like a leak
Say the wrong thing, get beat to sleep, uh
Plenty G's, plenty keys, we know plenty fiends
Pop a bean, hit your scene, now we can't go to sleep
Gang bangin', fuckin' bitches, teachin' snitches with some stitches
Yes, I'm ridin' right or wrong, we ain't sparin' you little bitches
Knew some niggas fuckin' features, get some head behind the bleachers
Trippin' off my city people, rappers scared to do a feature, lil' bitch (BHZ)

You can get from 'round here if my niggas don't know ya
You can get from 'round here if my niggas don't know ya
You can get from 'round here if my niggas don't know ya
You try to stop our ball, we can crash like some boulders (What the fuck?)

Duke Deuce goin' hard and I got these niggas scared
I'm from Blackhaven, boy, them niggas bustin' heads
Say you're next up, pussy nigga, go to bed
This bitch just tryna fuck, but I'm tryna burn her head
Bitch, I'm from the dead, you heard what I said
Chopper rrah-rrah, turn his ass to some shreds
Shout out hardcore bone magic, yeah, they red
And bitch, we GD crazy, and you heard what I said



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Writer(s): Charles Bernstein, Patavious Lushun Isom
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