ChopBloc (Pt. 3)

Ayy Cartoon you got another one
Iceberg want a bag b***h
Ayy ayy
Ayy ayy we put the Drac' up to yo' face
I seen Lil Tevo knock him out
I bet we put him in his place
Twenty Grapes up in this house and we all posted with K's
Let him play I air him out I just walk 'em down in my J's
I'm still posted with cuttas
I shoot at mammas and brothas
We ain't worried 'bout the others
We see them n***as they suffer
We bagged 'em up in the duffel
We dab 'em up then we bust 'em
I brought my flip flops in fights
'Cause I'm shootin' I'm never scufflin'
When the murda come and meet you and yo' door
Yeah it's me b***h
AR-15 and it got a scope with my ski b***h
Big Grape on a vine big Loc we spit that G s**t
Take yo' diss song get you killed then make a remix
Do you wanna slide tonight
If he don't he gonna die tonight
Thousand dollar Glock exotic pipe you know we grip it tight
If the prices right catch him on sight walk up and take his life
Told the opps to white the chalk up that his body laid that night
Campin' out in bushes and ditches that's if I wanna miss him
By myself I made the decision don't want no codefendant
Catch a witness catch a face shot don't need no reminiscin'
Bare face and I'm face to face
Catch a case then I'm not guilty
Yeah I'm not guilty
I get rich or die tryin' I'm not 50
I just f**ked the plug b***h now his watch missin'
Time is money n***a we finessed the clock wench
I got shootas at the line call 'em Mike Bibby
He playin' games we spin around do a 360
That's a Xbox you wear G-Shock
Draco ride shotgun got the seat hot
Miami I got heat b***h I'm Chris Bosh
.223 hit his feet make him hopscotch
You just served two n***as that looked like Drake and Josh
No wonder why the police on yo' block hot
You got shot Let me shoot you in the same spot
I got money but I'm still on that same block
Caught a body and I still got the same Glock
Go dig it up I bet it's still in the same spot
Yeah and I'm still in the same spot
Yeah and I ride for my n***as
And I ride for my n***as
And I die for my n***as
We like f**k them other n***as
Ayy ayy we put the Drac' up to yo' face
I seen Lil Tevo knock him out
I bet we put him in his place
Twenty Grapes up in this house and we all posted with K's
Let him play I air him out I just walk 'em down in my J's
I'm still posted with cuttas
I shoot at mammas and brothas
We ain't worried 'bout the others
We see them n***as they suffer
We bagged 'em up in the duffel
We dab 'em up then we bust 'em
I brought my flip flops in fights
'Cause I'm shootin' I'm never scufflin'