Lyrics Beat the Case - Babyface Ray , EST Gee , Mozzy

Scariest shit you've ever dreamed
30 out the window with that 30 worst you've ever seen
With us are you in it ain't no in between
Loaded but we focused bro and them done slid the last 50 weeks
He thought shit was sweet
Bite through it now he missing teeth
Give him a forever sleep
Ask him niggas know it's 2020
How Kentucky killed more niggas than Corona
I can't see my aim bogus I'm a have to walk up on him
The triple cross ask him if he helped us whack his homie
I know Von gon hold it even if he had to eat bologna
He ain't no scary on his holster leave a nigga shirt holey
Then right up to God
Mr. spin them all in a different car
Tryna get it finished up we spinnin' tryna end the war
Redding out here coaching his little soldier wish I listened more
Trapping and my Mack got many in the kitchen drawers
Cross the country I connect the plugs I'm the extension cord
I'm a real boss ain't no way we stand on equal floor
I'm a be right here for sure
Just hit me if you need some more

Interior cherry clan inside the Lamb
Member when I got you out that jam
Who ain't let it cram
Who ain't sit outside them niggas house 3AM
Nigga we don't do no plan
It's oil over Xans like its bookies over Za
Over 20 gang members when I push inside the spot
We them niggas that's on God
Attorney want his wad
Prison priors prolly do me janky but it's mob
As blood been on this job we gon throw the lob
Pourin' this fo' inside a little ass soda pop
We got selections either drakey or the .40 pop
Just fucked the homies baby momma at the homies spot
Forever HGM and them until I'm slaughtered
They ask me to leave the back door open and made a offer
6 or 7 grade we was stampin shit wit revolvers
I can get you clipped for a trinket on my daughter
It goes, 'Hudadada'

I ain't selling the chop cause it got sentimental value
Usalama mandatory keep the killers 'round you
When they found him he was stiff staring into space
With all his limbs stretched out and pellets in his face
I ain't selling the chop cause it got sentimental value
Usalama mandatory keep the killers 'round you
When they found him he was stiff staring into space
With all his limbs stretched out and pellets in his face
Lil bruh gon' beat the case

Use your head knowledge is power
Moving with my stunnas still clutchin' I'm feelin' funny
Rappin' got me hot but I'm still in it bruh dealin' for me
Cleaner than Easter Sunday
Cup full of Easter Pink
Hardheaded nigga church service I went to sleep
Thankful for the addict's perc 30's they pay the fee
What can they say to me
It's all profit ain't no blueprint to it
Just know I stuck to it
Grab my stick glue it
I'm prepared for anything
These streets have you in a maze
In the field like Willie Mays
Been through it they feel the pain
Rap game fucked up man half of these niggas lame
Gimmicks ain't agin' shit for they image I'm feelin' strange
Clarity VVS on my ting is my wrist complete
How can I pay you for all the game I done gave to me
Don't get it it's meant to be
Ain't no sellin' sticks cause I know this shit get deep

I ain't selling the chop cause it got sentimental value
Usalama mandatory keep the killers 'round you
When they found him he was stiff staring into space
With all his limbs stretched out and pellets in his face
I ain't selling the chop cause it got sentimental value
Usalama mandatory keep the killers 'round you
When they found him he was stiff staring into space
With all his limbs stretched out and pellets in his face
Lil bruh gon' beat the case