R.I.P.

We play for keeps, the whole hood know me (Know me)
No new niggas, they ain't on the block, making guap, tryna feed the team (The team)
Got a muhfuckin' dot, no circle (No circle)
Big thirty hanging out, no curfew (No curfew)
One call, yeah, Booka gon' murk you (Gon' murk you)
Sneak dissing, man, that's gon' hurt you (Gon' hurt you)
Oh, yeah, we taking shit (Take, take)
Steady runnin' from the jakes and shit (Fuck the jakes)
When we reach the top, we can stop doing this basic shit (Basic shit)
'Cause I'll ride or die for my niggas (My niggas)
I'd get crucified for my niggas (My niggas)
You'll never see a one on one, fuck boy
The whole squad gon' get you (Squad)
These niggas so phony, though
They'll act like your homie, though (Your homie, though)
'Til they see some bands, but it ain't your mans
He just bail like Romeo (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
And I'm still by the corner store (Squad)
Fuck all this rapping, bro (6-0)
You might think it's a concert and get beyond hurt 'cause we clapping, ho (Boom, boom)
Now roll that dope and shit (Dope and shit)
On the block, we smoking shit (Smoking shit)
And niggas die 'cause the cops come quicker than a motherfucking doctor, shit
It's one thing I never did and that's love a bitch
'Cause I'm drillin' s