[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