4 Flat

Let's up that's pace let's up that pace you hemme
Long Live all the men free all the men come on let's go

Judo

I ain't chasing no hoe I've been chasing that bag
And I keep a Glock and it won't ever jam this a factory clip we don't do pro mag
I've been in some shootouts and never got hit, all the ops keep on shooting like they got a lag
We up on the score and I swear I'll keep stepping until the day all of they toes got a tag
I heard they caught that body we need that back
No bro wasn't gang, but we still fuck with him so when we so ops we don't know how to act
And when they see me they don't freeze up they run cuz' they know for a fact I be totting my strap
They gotta choose either the streets or do track, there's no way a gangsta' could do 4 flat

Every time that they slide we gon click at their tires
They trynna act like they putting in work shit when we started beefing they must've got fired
We gotta do better they keep getting shot and not dying, these niggas ain't thugs they survivors
Next time that happens I swear imma go to the hospital room, and pull out all the wires
Rest In Peace Mico I'm totting a micro
Uzzah for life put that shit in my bio
Free Moji I know that niggas a psycho
When we hit the road it's the A or Ohio, we gon' buy atleast one gun for each of our rivals
Put the flash on the rail turn the stick to a light pole
D.O.A on the scene left him dead on arrival
Imma be the shooter I'm calling an iso
Scoovy's rolling the dead man whenever he smokes, and I do what I do cuz' I know what I know
No respect to them niggas cuz I stick to the code, they ain't solid they still deal with niggas that told
Ain't no cold feet cuz you know I stay ten toes
Now they men started dying it's taking a toll, he can't stop popping perks that's the way that he copes

I ain't chasing no hoe I've been chasing that bag
And I keep a Glock and it won't ever jam this a factory clip we don't do pro mag
I've been in some shootouts and never got hit, all the ops keep on shooting like they got a lag
We up on the score and I swear I'll keep stepping until the day all of they toes got a tag
I heard they caught that body we need that back
No bro wasn't gang, but we still fuck with him so when we so ops we don't know how to act
And when they see me they don't freeze up they run cuz' they know for a fact I be totting my strap
They gotta choose either the streets or do track, there's no way a gangsta' could do 4 flat

Rest In Peace Mico I'm totting a micro
Uzzah for life put that shit in my bio
Free Moji I know that niggas a psycho
When we hit the road it's the A or Ohio, we gon' buy atleast one gun for each of our rivals
Put the flash on the rail turn the stick to a light pole
D.O.A on the scene left him dead on arrival



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Writer(s): Brandon Karim
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