Chorus:
Y'all don't wanna block our shootas
Y'all wanna move, clear the path of my shoootas
Cuz them things clap, them things
Leave y'all clueless ni**a
No brains. 2x
D-BOOGZ VERSE:
I'm being watched n***as saying who the f** is him
Well this Boogz Lil n***as under the f**in brim
Kimbo slice of this rap game I'm punchin in
My bars like a fat ni**a pounds I got tons of them
And they call me king author in his prime
GQ ni**a you gon always see me walking wit a dime
And the way I'm fleeing the scene they callin me pine
I transformed into some sh** optomis prime
I'm feeling good k**in in the survival mode
While y'all online searching for the cheat code
Listen I flows wit the beat wit the beat I flow
So y'all can make like micheal dog and beat it yo
I be the grand champ so you and ya feet can flow
I'm on my grizzly brand new creature flow
Mixed wit 50 jay-z and Biggie yo
I'm on my henny flow lettin the city know
Chorus:
Y'all don't wanna block our shootas
Y'all wanna move, clear the path of my shoootas
Cuz them things clap, them things
Leave y'all clueless ni**a
No brains. 2x
BREEZE DRILEST VERSE:
Listen everybody keep talkin that spit sick bars sh**
But the truth is they belong in glad bags they garbage
Not like me my verses is under water its wavy
Like the spinners on the head of Dwayne wade b
These b**hes ain't touchin me I'm one of rapes best
They really needing some direction like a map quest
I smoke b**hes on the mic like a hot tip
I can back back it up that's why y'all pop sh**
I get n***as heated when I spit straight Ether
But n***as still gon give me my respect like aretha
So sit here let me teach ya, in this imma professor
I spit more flows than ya average nothing lesser
Just call me an investor theirs money in my rhymes
While b**hes out here spittin mother goose lines
But now it's my time to finish their career
Cuz BREEZE DRILEST is the nicest in this year
Chorus:
Y'all don't wanna block our shootas
Y'all wanna move, clear the path of my shoootas
Cuz them things clap, them things
Leave y'all clueless ni**a
No brains. 2x
FREE MURDA VERSE:
Listen all dogs ain't going to heaven
k**in is wat I train for like I'm going to nevins
Mac eleven hold it sideways
Hit em in his head knock all five braids
Ddhaaa ddhaaa spooky out here
I'm sh**tin on n***as think I dokied out their
Had to give ya moms cheese homie who cares
I want my palms greased like I'm bout to do hair
Free Murda is the handle yeah I said it
You ain't got to be a Camel to feel this hot dessert
Eagle Turn em into ghost see through
Now you on the floor low post peeyew
Left a ni**a stankin, f** is n***as thinkin
f** wit dead presidents not one of them is Lincoln
One of them franklin yeah I get puss
Mad leg around me n***a like octopus
Chorus:
Y'all don't wanna block our shootas
Y'all wanna move, clear the path of my shoootas
Cuz them things clap, them things
Leave y'all clueless ni**a
No brains. 5x