Sdot Go, Jay Hound, NazGPG - 7evside K lyrics

She's a killer queen graah, graah-graah
Gunpowder, gelatine
Niggas acting like niggas won't come
To the Bronx, nigga, word to bro
Sweepers, sweep, nigga, better watch out
Nigga keep playing with me
Nazzy, care 'bout his brothers (Smokin' who?)
Sweepers, ain't nothing-

Smokin' Nazzy, don’t care 'bout his brothers
Sweepers, ain’t nothing above us
Ask about when I ran into Thunder
He couldn’t sleep
We threw piss on his covers
Teamed up with the Yagis, they duckers
I said, "It’s up
I don't think that I stuttered
Watch out, like, I’m 'bout to up
We trying to see who be fucking with Dougie

Scored bad so they teamed with each other
Nazzy, Rippy, Diddy, Budda
Kay Flock, nigga, ran when we upped
(Like, like)
Free all the guys that was buggin'
Matt, Kt, Gutta, we tryna’ put a Sev under

Kazmiyagi was duckin' for cover
I had a beam Nigga asked him the color, like
C-Hii, Rippy, Blay
Dougie B, how you say bro name?
For G Poppa, I'll let it flame
DOAK, I’ma spin thru the Rey, like
Now, since them niggas wanna play
Word to bro, niggas flicked on Kay, like
Go get back for your gang
Bobby dead, that nigga pain (Bobby)

I put beams on the-, don’t run
Nazzy, JB, C-Hii, blunts
I know brodie leave a nigga slumped, like
Where do these new niggas come from?
Like SevSide this, Kaz
Stop sucking SevSide dick
Niggas from Harlem, talking bout a 'rip, like
Nigga, go play that strip
They like, "Jay Hound, where you at?"
When that sun go down, I’ma black
And he ain’t going nowhere, I’m too tact
Like we was just on Money Ave
Had a SevSide bitch in the
Spot shaking ass, like
Brodie completed his task
If I see a DOA, flock, I’ma blast, like
(Graah, graah-graah)

Niggas think I won’t come to the Bronx
Hop on the train if I can’t get a car
Put a beam on if he too far
I’m tryna turn that Nigga to a star
I’m on bad time, so, don’t start
On the Sev, tryin’ to throw on they park
They lost Blay, that shit hurt they heart
He tried to run, took a trip to the dark

Smokin' Nazzy, don’t care 'bout his brothers
Sweepers, ain’t nothing above us
Ask about when I ran into Thunder
He couldn’t sleep
We threw piss on his covers
Teamed up with the Yagis, they duckers
I said, "It’s up"
I don't think that I stuttered
Watch out, like, I’m 'bout to up
We trying to see who be fucking with Dougie

Graah graah boom, nigga come here, come here
Like, smoking Nazzy
Don't care bout his brothers
Sweepers, ain't nothing above us
Ask about when I ran into Thunder pussy