gnx (feat. Hitta J3, YoungThreat & Peysoh)

Tell 'em Kendrick did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
Tell 'em Kendrick did it, who put the West back in front of shit?
Tell 'em Kendrick did it, ayy, I'm trippin', and I'm lovin' it
Tell 'em Kendrick did it, like, wow
Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?
Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?
On the dead guys, nigga, I ain't goin'

Ayy, on the dead ones, we'll treat an enemigo like some bread crumbs
All of my killers on go, like, who said somethin'?
Redrum, all I think about when I see heads come
Do my dance, hit the chop when I see opps go

Let 'em claim it, we the ones who really pop, bro
Don't televise it, we the ones who lettin' chops blow
Opps know, let 'em piss him off and it's a flop show
Murder man, singin' murder music off a murder van

Beat the pussy up like I been celibate and I murder sound
Who is him? One and only shotta, known as murder man
Catch you doin' dirty, it's no other way but murder plans
I broke her heart and you the type to go and fix it
Don't wanna speak if you ain't talkin' 'bout no ticket
I'm bougie wit' it, but I might just let you kiss it
Hit that block with diamonds on me, you could tell young Peysoh did it

Tell 'em Peysoh did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, who put the West back in front of shit?
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, ayy, I'm trippin', and I'm lovin' it
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, like, wow
Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?
Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?
On the dead guys, nigga, I ain't goin'

Hop out suicide doors, it's the Hitta, man
You don't wanna see them doors slidin' on the Caravan
I know killers who was catchin' bodies and not one fade
I was 13 up at Avalon, poppin' chains

14, ridin' minibikes with some dead friends
21, flag on my head like a Taliban
25, feelin' like the box, it was full of sand
At the cemetery, fuck that, that's where I coulda been

142nd, I'm connected like I'm Rosecrans
Kinda shit I seen, try and forget and I will pop a Xan'
Uppin' scores, doin' files, sacrifices like a boxin' ring
Can't throw in the towel, pistol-packin' since a child

Ayy, like it's Iraq, shoot and aim
Hussein, ridin' with the dirty blicky, switchy, make a new flame
She said I been a dawg all my life, bae, can you change?
True to my religion, Cuban links, more than two chains

Tell 'em Hitta did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
Tell 'em Hitta did it, who put the West back in front of shit?
Tell 'em Hitta did it, ayy, I'm trippin', and I'm lovin' it

It's gettin' down to the wire
Get on my Bob the Builder shit, get down with the pliers
Been comin' back-to-back hits, how this nigga ain't tired?
I'm with some rockstar bitches, they want Lizzy McGuire

I'm switchin' gears, I pop the clutch, I'll send a nigga up
A risk-taker, I'll call you niggas' bluff
If they hangin' out for real, we come deduct, tuckin' tails, they outta luck
When it's wartime, they hidin' in the cut

Y'all had y'all chance, y'all couldn't do it
I swear I'm comin' worse than y'all baby moms, I'm puttin' niggas through it
They hate to see me doin' it, meal ticket, I'm pursuin' it
I'm in the field for real, UCLA Bruins
They askin' how I do it, how a young nigga so fluent
I kept my mouth closed, and I ain't never leave no witness
D.O.A. up on the scene, tell 'em Young Threat did it, nigga