They Don't Know

Oh my god, who's this? An L beat? Ay man, Frizzblock Fredo in this bitch Shorty I ain't gotta say too much RIP all my niggas free all my niggas man NOB shit Die Homes man Niggas know how we give it up Ayo (?) they don't know about this shit right here man But I say... GANG They don't know bout them nights on the block All 10 poles up used to fight for the Glock Couldn't put down the pole I was out on The road late nights tryna' catch me an opp Took my Big Brodie Nat know we had to Get back lil nigga got sent up to God And that shit fucked me up it's like one Day you with me just chillin' the next you gone Used to post up ask me if I got it Knowing damn well you know I got it Damn nigga run up that's a body Used to always tell them that I got em Keep it on you money come with problems Everybody hate you when you got it Heard what happened I got outta pocket Put it on my mother I ain't stopping Drop a body we gon' double back Everybody with him getting clapped What's your drop nigga that's your ass Run up on him leave that nigga flat If brodie took your shit won't get it back Take that L and leave it in the past Run it up we getting to that bag Keep my shotta with me we don't lack Try us you'll be leaving in a bag We got bunch of poles up in the stash When we pop out niggas think it's tag Glizzy got a laser in the flash When I make it niggas gon' be sick Imma' buy my mom a bigger crib Imma' buy the gang a bunch of blicks And we gon' leave the state we taking trips Hit the hood give back to all the kids Promise my life crazy as it is But when I make it niggas gon' be lit Buy the gang some foreigns let em' pick Spilled right out the foreign on em' kids Drop a 30 on them off the stick Since a short I been taking trips Fuck the opps they all gon' rest in PISS NOB crack the C Frizzblock HSM-7981 that's the gang way Slide through when we slammin' don't care bout No cameras you bitch niggas know how my gang play Always gotta' keep some for the get back Big ass 40 it ain't got no kick back Niggas know I play a dirty ball game Run it down Imma' shoot from long range Promise brodie Imma' make em' all pay Catch em smack em even if it's broad day "Fredo's Pussy" (yeah that's what they all say) "Imma' Kill Em" (yeah that's what they all say) Momma know I keep it with me always 1 up top in my glizzy always Shotta strapped and he with me always Try some' stupid you gon' get it all bitch 30+ and we gon' drop it all bitch If you ain't in it then don't get involved bitch We broke and thirsty yeah let it ball bitch Spinning daily steady tryna' off shit Catch him slipping you gon' get your car flipped Beat the statue bitches must've lost it And we ain't with all that on and off shit Catch him we gon' hit him with some hot shit Goes for any nigga on that opp shit We gon' put them niggas in a coffin Free J Money Free Ace Free Cody Free that nigga Blake Ask the opps they know it ain't safe If we get the drop we sliding through they way We don't play fair they gon' say they love you but they don't care Say they got your back but they ain't there Wait until you die show up and they cry But they ain't show you love when you was still alive Give up everything to get my niggas back It don't feel the same without my nigga Nat Thinkin' bout you shit just give a nigga chills All this shit we been through how could this be real They don't know about them late nights in the field Young and still in school and now he tryna' kill Who am I to blame I can't even tell em' shit I'd do the same Charge into the game did a nigga filthy at an early age Broken me in the pole and I was in the game Popped a couple niggas made em' feel the pain Lost a couple niggas lotta' shit done changed OG's really love me put on for the gang HSM for life bitch you know how we play Niggas know how we coming man Headshot Mafia Gang Fuck around-fuck around-fuck around and get smoked nigga