Daedot - 4 minutes of east end (Ft. Reesemoneybagz)

[Verse 1: Dae Dot]

I be ridin round on my side of town
Catch a opp lackin that's a man down
Bitch we post up roll extendos - all this money make you wanna hang out
Niggas sleepin on me put the heat to homie he ain't know I had it on me when I came out
I be first to death it ain't the same now
When I check a bag I want change out
I be the same nigga but done changed routes take my niggas wit me just the gang clout
I'm a young nigga only 17 all the bitches want me cause I stand out
It ain't shit to throw a couple bands now
I just spent 300 on a damn ounce
Run up in yo damn crib take ya mans out
Big ass 30 on me you get fanned down
Hangin out the window finna net the crowd
If you want smoke I bring the loud
Got the 30 poppas that'll take you down
If you ain't smoking better not make a sound
Brody run up on you knock yo brains out
Have you wishin that you never came out fuck
Boy you shoulda just change routes that's the day you shoulda never came out
Boy I'm worth more than the dead count
Everywhere I go I bring the crane out
Niggas plottin on me in the same house
Leave yo fuckin brains on the same couch
This chiraq where you get whack, don't never lack wit a turnt back, everything I do I do it for the sack
Niggas wit me [?] bet they crack
Slide on them hoes and I bet we crack
Bitch we post up getting off the Act
Catch a jack leave his brains on the track
When the bitches see us don't know how to act
All the bitches on us since we made that track
I'm wit Buddha up in traffic smoking pack
Wit the 30 clip hangin off my gat
How you wit the shit but froze up when you came
When I cop a chain its gon' be Johnny Dang
Bitch I go so crazy you should know my name
Me and Reese in the booth spittin' flames
But you know that, bitch we 30'd up, where yo poles at?
I'mma shoot you where yo fuckin' soul at
Then we hang yo ass like a clothes rack
Call Loko up he got the hoes back
But I been fucked so they throwback
Bitch I'm moose block shootout Guwop, I had bars to spit to bring both back
All these lame niggas
You can catch me on the block still hangin' wit them same niggas
I can't change nigga
I'mma always be that nigga hang wit ya
I remember hittin' a couple stains wit you
Thought you took off but I came wit you
You my fuckin' bro and I'll bang wit ya
Bitch we smoke dope while we sip 4's, if you want smoke we bring poles let bout 8 go
Leave you in the cold wit' yo face froze bro was masked up so the case closed...

[Verse 2: ReeseMoneyBagz]

Run up on me ain't no runnin back, now yo mamma try to find out what hospital you at
Everyday I link up wit my bro's whats to the johno pack
For the opps who talkin shit I know yall see where johno at
Niggas scared to pop up out the crib cuz they heard Ju Ju back. Bubba got the 30 if you want he send shots to his back
Demons in the cuts aye on that cott aye broski who is that?
If you move you'll cop 4 wit that bitch will not be movin back. Shootin shit that lil moose I be lil bro used to doin that, do a drill I feast the jake's they book me cuz I threw the gat, couple hours later get it back knew where I threw it at, empty out the clip post any 30's where I do it at [?] my young demons shootin gats, opps be shootin in the air I think they tryna shoot the bats. If they dis me in they songs I need a mill to dis them back. If they shoot at me they gon need some shot pads to get'em back. Bro gon blow the chrome knock off his head along wit his hat, me and Dae Dot lickin wit them hoes you know we hittin that. Robin jeans new mike's and pelly pelly bitch we getting that, imma let my killas do the killin I'm just sittin back. Let off shots nobody drop refill the Glock we flippin back now they friends and family like damn where they hit'em at? (chest, stomach, headshots)


[outro: Reesemoneybagz]

4 minutes of east end man
Lets get it, me and Dae Dot shit man
GANG!, moose block
Free the guys, RIP the guys, L's, GANG!