Shoot through the glass Burst up the tints, I'ma park up his whip, he ain't leaving the Ville I walk around with a G26 and a smile on my face 'cause I'm down for the kill His bro's in the ground 'cause he sent us a diss and this fuck nigga slipped and he died in his wheels Dig his ass up if I find where they bury him, shoot up the funeral, show 'em it's real I'm stuck fighting cases again Know them cells getting cold, tell the judge free the men They can diss in their traks till' their homies get drenched 28 shots in his windshield, kid should be dead I was pissed, heard the kid didn't crop How the fuck he survive 28 shots? I can't rest 'til' he sleep in a box If I bang niggas dingers, I beat till it stop Bro take niggas dinners, 'cause he locked in the box My next brodie on stuck in a house and his ankle a box so he walk with a bop Organized crime, we ain't missing no drop It's like COD when we draw for the loadout Swiches on Glocks, how these niggas get cropped Dumb little kid got packed for the dissing Niggas go missing, that's on my mom Blow up the rip, this shit sound like a bomb The killies come blow shit up like Baghdad Hop out the black van, aim for a top Hahaha, know your crodie's a pack man We did him so bad, sent him Allah It gets dark if I slap on the black mask Load up the black mag and dump it on all of your dawgs Shoot through the glass Burst up the tints, I'ma park up his whip, he ain't leaving the Ville I walk around with a G26 and a smile on my face 'cause I'm down for the kill His bro's in the ground 'cause he sent us a diss and this fuck nigga slipped and he died in his wheels Dig his ass up if I find where they bury him, shoot up the funeral, show 'em it's real