[Hook x4: SpaceGhostPurrp] Nigga we the dark side, fuck what you gon' say This be that 2.7.5., rep that everyday
[Verse 1: DoughDough] 2.7.5., four-five on my side Bullets fly, I ain't high, between your eyes, no lie Where I'm from we make the chicken type fried Send your soul to the sky, tell God I said hi Pimp C told me never let ho niggas slide So I'm riding with my five, Play crazy you will die We was taught to shoot first, and later ask why Soft ass niggas, sweet like pumpkin pie, I ain't fucking with 'em Let the four-fifth hit him, throw his body in the river Let the gators nibble on his flesh Find his body shriveled, dome shot to his temple Just to let you know bitch, your fucking with the vet Don't disrespect, you best protect your neck Cause like a bad cold, I'm gon' be in your chest Dropping bodies like old bird, I'm just asking who's next I'm check-mating niggas, like a game of chess
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[Verse 2: SpaceGhostPurrp] You is not a gangster, nigga you's a bitch Spend a couple paper, put you in a ditch Death to every hater, who be talking shit This is for my Raider's, rest in peace to Jitt I'mma fucking shake ya', split you in your shit My niggas got bankers, and you gon' get hit I'mma hit up Raina, so she ride this dick I'mma fucking playa', bitch I am the shit Better say your prayers, talking shit 'bout Jitt Bullets 'finna spray ya', bloody up your shit Feeling like the mayor, cause I'm running shit My city Jason Taylor, yeah they hitting licks No she not a skater, but she grinding dick Call me Justin Slayer, she be cumming quick Say she from ? , so you know she thick Balling like the Lakers, flexing with my dick Bitch