FGE
J-Real- Verse 1
I done told ya'll n***as, now I gotta show ya'll n***as
How I about when I pose on n***as
Back in the day with the (?) on n***as
Shorty got a 40 and I unload on n***as
Hop in a foreign and get ghost on n***as
Police interrogate, Ion know nothing n***a
Want beef with me better smoke something n***a
Imma shoot em with a shooter when I roll up n***a,yea
These n***as is tweaking they think this sh** is a game,f** all of this fame
Im gone find out where you stay, kicking the door to your place put this gun to your face
Then its over with after that, Bang,Bang, Bang
No Fatigue- Verse 2
Please don't get in my way, no interference
Don't get out your body just like a spirit
Mac up to his chest, yes im bout to clear em
She go below like she bout to spear em
Slide in the Dm's just like Yo Gotti
He hoes move fast just like a Bugattis
Like a test these hoes wanna try me
I stay in first so they can't go by me
Give me top, fels like cap and gowns
Don't fuk with n***as just like a Nazi
And Im No Fatigue go follow my Ig
Ben Franklin always somewhere that's by me
Watch I get big like The Great Khali
Yea, but I'm just great call me Ali
My flow is so cold, and its not lowkey
I'm FGE and b**hes know me
Talley of 300
Don D
$avage- Verse 5
I ain't come to k** you, but any ill moves and that's what I will do
These n***as get wet up over the green and left on scene like some mildew
And yea, I was trapping before I was rapping I had them packs and I still do
And I got Glocks you will get shot and put in the box like you k** moves
I'm ready If you n***as thinking you ready just say the word it's going down
p**y try me you get blown down
I was broke but I get dough now
So Tony told me keep the pole
I know I wasn't going in you know I can't go now
If he home we kick the door down
Get to blowing them n***as gone now
Montana of 300- Verse 6
I be flyer than a kite b**h
I be sharper than a ice pick
Put in work when it dark out
Me and nina like to work the night shift
Looking for the p**y like a dyke b**h
30 shots shots sit in my clip
When I squeeze that tool like vice grips
Bullets get to flicking like a light switch
And you n***as know its not a game now
Had to show them n***as how that thing sound
Slid on them like James brown
Then I had to blow his motherf**in' brains out
This FGE b**h we fly you ain't
You watch me get paid boy thats why you ain't
My gang with me inside the tank and I'm s**er free like inside a bank