[Intro : Cory Gunz]
Yeah
Heard the voice, saw the face, made the choice
Young Money, Cash Money, Militia Gangs own Cory Gunz n***a
And 600 n***as man, Edai lets get this, turn up, Lets Go!
[Hook : Cory Gunz]
n***as dont want no smoke [x14]
[Verse : Cory Gunz]
p**y n***as ain't savage
I put them on a motherf**ing plate
Hit him in his chest
Flip him on his back
Strip him out his stacks
And rip open his motherf**ing face
Militia gang n***a where I post
So 174 for the bread
Where they blow the toast
Leave a n***a dead where he stand
Thinking he ain't close
Showed a n***a, nah, you was wrong
Man i'm in the smoke
I ain't for the jokes
Or for the emotional sh**
f** an innocent
When I spit a sentence on sentence
On any citizen in intent of soliciting
The message is you would be living
If you were listening
I pull up in an ice cream truck
Ice man with an ice pick
And an ice grip right hand
With a night stick
And a vice grip, spike handle
Chained to sawed off
Spray can the bottle is hollow either way
Im turning your motherf**ing project
Into a school in Colorado either way
You ain't in New York
Then its a problem either way
I got 600 n***as in Chicago either way
Then ride up on the scene
Militia get the drop
When the opp n***a shot him in the brain
n***as wearing fake sh** lying on the name
f**ing up the outfit
Put the iron on the lane
I'm in it for me
Family first, cause n***as is in it for cheese
Trying to get out of prison
And ain't even been in it, sheesh
f** out the kitchen if n***as is fishing
But can't be willing to sit in the grease
Chicken dip n***a
Never will, Never was, Never could
Be part of Milita clique n***a
Two hands up on the pistol grip n***a
Cory ain't the one you want an issue with ni**a!
[Edai]
Ayy Gunz what up bro
You know how we rock man
060
Steve Drive sh**
Gang
[Hook : Edai]
n***a you dont want no smoke [x2]
[Verse 2 : Edai]
I say, real n***a i tell em
My juveniles and my felons
All these n***a they ready
Ain't no telling who telling
n***as they talking we nail em
So under rated they dont give me no credit
Bullet in his head won't get him no medic
f** that opp n***a tell him i said it
Huh
Riding around bronx with militia
n***as act tuff and they tissue
You don't really want beef n***a
Know you seen Rondo on the nine with the missile
I be on the grind trying to get it where I'm from
n***as dying from the iron trying to get it
600 n***as outside with it
You ain't riding with it
Then my n***as outside riding around it
600 block all wild n***as
See a opp on the block and we zone out n***a
Head shot lose your top we some young wild n***as
You ain't ever on your block
You should come out n***a
30 shots hit your block
How that gun sound n***a
5 rounds everybody on the f**ing ground n***a
Got a gun? you ain't ever made a f**ing sound n***a
Say 600 on your highway
How the f** it sound n***a?
GANG!
Lets get it