[Intro: Momo]
OG Bobby Johnson
OG Bobby Johnson
[Verse: Momo]
AK shake the place like an 808
Run up on a n***a, Jim Carrey face
Put the guns up on a n***a so I hit his face
Spray a n***a up and now my n***as never carry mace
Everybody know about the badmon
Murder rate higher when the sun down
Ain't nobody finna put the guns down
Gun drop, get shot, op yelling "mon down"
Crackhead in the alley taking hits
Lighter broke so a n***a rub a couple sticks
Posted in the dark, n***a trying to get a spark
n***a every n***a going through sh** (goddamn!)
Swimming through the water, with them sharks
And them piranhas, n***a every n***a want they
Own ship (goddamn!)
We was posted on that corner
Little boy from Minnesota
n***a, every n***a filling them ZIPs (you know it!)
Little n***a grew up on the South Side
No one tripping when them cops sitting outside
They never catch us lacking
Secret draw for the Mac
You know the white never with us like Apartheid
n***as all want they own come up
Mama working full time and no father (nah nah)
It's simple being Simba when they knowing you Mufasa
n***as all gon grow up with a chopper
Everybody selling, no one caring nah n***a
Ain't no n***a here every seen a airsoft n***a (nah)
AK let it scream, DNA at the scene
Yo a** hurt, now the cops checking hairs my n***a (skirt)
The police they know me, they watching yo homie
I tell by the clicks on the phone
When the cops get the warrant
They kick in the door, and you know
That the dope gon be gone (ha, b**h!)
Arm and hammer add another hammer
Cuz when the ops come to him I go blamah
Screaming "free the guys"
If you the reason they inside
Then your cat getting peeled by bananas
Robitussin what you n***as pouring b**h n***a
Guns busting get your ideas stolen b**h n***a
These blunts getting rolled
These n***as on parole
And these n***as really still tuck with nicks my n***a, my n***a
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