CHECK

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Got my boots laced CHECK
Sapi plates CHECK

M4 7 30 round clips
MRE’s size 7.62 .50 cal and 5 point 5, 6

Ready to hold the whole block down CHECK
Ready to lay the whole block down CHECK

Ready to spray anybody anything movin I am not dyin here today
LETS GO

V1
We shoot bullets like
He shoot the rock
But he is worth millions
N we are not

Knowin we may die today
But he will not
Keep holdin on
Whether we
Lose our grip or not

Out here
Holdin down the block
Where in every sentence
Every letters
Caps locked

Where anything other than life
Worried I’m not
Where when those buried
Boil my water to the top

And fuck oil
Driven yal aint stopped
So my bolt rides like a
Pornstar on a cock

N who knows
How much times
Left on the clock
Today im on my game
I’m takin every shot

30 rounds later
bolts to the back locked
one push of a button
magazine drops

no timeouts
reload on the spot
add 30 more
release the bolt
then…

30 more gone
repeat it
back from the top
fold under pressure
no we will not

lay down
we’ll givem
everything we got
till we back home

or are hearts stop


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V2
We advance under contact
They call fouls
An play thru injuries
Though are pulse slow down
Move it out under fire
Cause time outs
Don’t exist here
The whole time we holdin it down
And they want rings
We play cause we proud
Cause 6 to 8 percent of us
Are not cowards
And we will stand
When they lay down
We are Americas BEST
Pound for pound
Stand behind the arc
Gunnem down
Fight to the death
Cause we don’t throw towels
We don’t know how to fold
Or back down
But without us
You wouldn’t stand so proud
So be happy
Whenever shit goes down
That yall aint gotta be
No where around
So while we holdin our breathe
Bite your tongues
Cause yall fuckers don’t speak for us at all

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V3
He just gotta shoe deal
I got hit wit rpg’s
And its funny
Cause we both can shoot 3’s
But he can only break ankles
We break wills
Of any mofucker wanna play us
Putem on the scale
They’ll never way up
Puttem on the field
They’ll never play us
And were also worth millions
But we don’t hold out
Cause what its worth no one el pay us
Keep to the grind
Though so many hate us
But the bottom line is
We are the greatest
N we will for the broke to the famous
Smack the shit outta
Any mofucka on the planet
Whether or not you understand it
Keep on takin everything for granted
And while you sleep
We’ll be on the block
Somewhere sendin bodys back to god

CHORUS