4P
FrmDaP
Not hard to reach
Dissin gang end up on Ts
On the block not hard to see
You either gang or out the beef
Won't text a opp
FaceTime w heat
POG we love to creep
98 Gang them niggas sweet
Diss on mar we comin deep
FrmDaSouth stay smokin reaps
Yea bitch we dat
Yea fuck da east
4 Dissin P
Niggas cap ain't never seen
We onna block serving to fiends
Poppin shit Don't need a bean
This 7Block I keep a Glock
Can't go deceased
Onna strip
Fuck SGE
Y'all niggas rats
Lil Waldo snitched
N made a post
Smokin' dead's
Lil' Shon went ghost
Can't go like folks
Them niggas told
Ain't never snitched
We up n blow
This 71
With double O
Hit that right you bound to go
Lil folks got left it's time to score
Pop Out Gang we do the most
Touch my chain we leave u froze
Folks ain't Duck he got Exposed
High speed with Jakes
We cleared the coast
Can't never snitch
Them others told
Won't diss the gang
Aim head to toe
Last nigga did
He ate em both
We gave em beats
Ain't never fold
Bullets flyin thru day
Waldo hit ain't nun grazed
You see a opp start makin plays
Them hallow tips give niggas fades
You play wit us see yellow tape
Ain't never lack Gun onna grave
Picked up a blower
Dropped the rakes
It's time to jump We DOA
Pop Out Gang
We known for this
You diss on mar
Get blown for this
We pop out cars
We blowin shit
Nd he a rat
We knowin this
They ass some rats
They really told
Got .223's
Who feeling bold
You got that gun
Won't never blow
We put shit on
Shhh
Can't say too much
The Feds be close
Don't come outside
But fast to post
Ain't never spotted
Going ghost
Don't get caught up Without that Glock
Whole gang got guns
We sending 5HOT3
Boy you a goofy
She a thot
These niggas Feds
They talk to cops
Call up yo bitch
She suckin cock
We know who shot him
It was
Shhhh
Can't say too much
Whole lotta goofys in yo bunch
We caught em lackin eatin' lunch
Extended clips with .223's
Gone have em running from that front
I'm smokin' Shon he in my blunt
Y'all not outside so what y'all want
Y'all niggas goofys tryna front
Nd Yea we know
We caught foenem up that store
You had it on you
Still ain't blow
Not hard to reach
Dissin gang end up on Ts
On the block not hard to see
You either gang or out the beef
Won't text a opp
FaceTime w heat
POG we love to creep
98 Gang them niggas sweet
Diss on mar we comin deep
FrmDaSouth stay smokin reaps
Yea bitch we dat
Yea fuck da east
4 Dissin P
Niggas cap ain't never seen
We onna block serving to fiends
Poppin shit Don't need a bean
This 7Block I keep a Glock
Can't go deceased
Onna strip
Fuck SGE
Y'all niggas rats
Lil Waldo snitched
N made a post
Smokin' dead's
Lil' Shon went ghost
Can't go like folks
Them niggas told
Ain't never snitched
We up n blow
This 71
With double O
Hit that right you bound to go
Lil folks got left it's time to score
Pop Out Gang we do the most
Touch my chain we leave u froze
Folks ain't Duck he got Exposed
High speed with Jakes
We cleared the coast
Can't never snitch
Them others told
Won't diss the gang
Aim head to toe
Last nigga did
He ate em both
We gave em beats
Ain't never fold
Bullets flyin thru day
Waldo hit ain't nun grazed
You see a opp start makin plays
Them hallow tips give niggas fades
You play wit us see yellow tape
Ain't never lack Gun onna grave
Picked up a blower
Dropped the rakes
It's time to jump We DOA
Pop Out Gang
We known for this
You diss on mar
Get blown for this
We pop out cars
We blowin shit
Nd he a rat
We knowin this
They ass some rats
They really told
Got .223's
Who feeling bold
You got that gun
Won't never blow
We put shit on
Shhh
Can't say too much
The Feds be close
Don't come outside
But fast to post
Ain't never spotted
Going ghost
Don't get caught up Without that Glock
Whole gang got guns
We sending 5HOT3
Boy you a goofy
She a thot
These niggas Feds
They talk to cops
Call up yo bitch
She suckin cock
We know who shot him
It was
Shhhh
Can't say too much
Whole lotta goofys in yo bunch
We caught em lackin eatin' lunch
Extended clips with .223's
Gone have em running from that front
I'm smokin' Shon he in my blunt
Y'all not outside so what y'all want
Y'all niggas goofys tryna front
Nd Yea we know
We caught foenem up that store
You had it on you
Still ain't blow
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