Ten Four (Produced By Murda Beats)

Y'all say you got Fredo and Reese on camera

How did y'all get my info

Hello Who is this

You been the one that we in to

I don't sell d**gs I ain't a plug

My background from y'all was plenty of guns

You ain't the focus and you bogus

I seen your a*s on plenty of runs

Mama called said cops kicked the door

Not lookin' for me lookin' for bro

That Phantom y'all had came back stolen

In the trunk three sets 36 over

Thirty bricks pure s**t no remix

Address came back to her s**t

You a striker three strikes he out and it ain't no fight

Call cell partner why

Hit 9 with a manslaughter d**n

And his bond two million dollars flat

I don't care cause I'mma make it right back

And the feds they all on my back

Turned that street money into rap

And these n***as trippin' these n***as b***hin'

Got em all in your trap

Nah

First 48 that's a homi had 40 had Tommy

Two flats got my zombie one flat that's a body

In my mind smoke Bobby we ain't a gang we a family

N***as wearin' oh my n***as spray and n***as die

Phone tapped up n***as say Durk n***a when they jam up

Call Fredo bring the pounds up

Built 300 from the ground up war time then we round up

How you snitch doin' five months

I'm leaning dry like I'm smoking five blunts

I can have all the bricks I want

I can have all the guns I want

N***as tell but I want

Out of sight out of mind

Head shots then I'm out of town

Pull a tec if you out of bounds

Whole hood let a hundred rounds

Now he dead now he underground

You ain't a star n***a you underground

Everybody know he runnin' wild everybody know I'm a problem child

Let's get it