Section Deuce

Late night up in da loop What it do in the deuce Who Dey testing with troops Yea we on bad time no boost I'm tryna lay heads like moose Make em drop hot like they snoop Bet we rushing in ( Russian ) dropping nukes Bet it's foul play while they hoop That's a tech on court we gone shoot Kick it broad day give em da boot Have em tailored down fitting suits Drop em all off call me Bruce This shit hit to play pressing mute I'm tired off tall talk end of disputes So cut out the chattin Upping Highlights Scoring Baskets Bonnie N Clyde run downs with a ratchet Said they banging what ima blast it Bodies lay leave em matted Is he gone ? dead no he gasping Where da paramedics black baggage Shit gone Pack em off No Passes , No Passage 200 Sitchi Baby so savage Foul play we for all da action No actin Not for the shitty claims or the chatting Not into loafin or the lacking My peers gotta passion for packing For sum 2 4 niggas that's Makkin War time run up bullets they ration Heat Tucked hot pockets unwrappin No fear on this ride we gone fasten Buckle up spinning the towns Have a bumble fitting gowns Make A Bust-what? get down Stretchers roll blood on the ground Betta duck from a pound Kel tricking Creeping no sound Throwin the deuce Gettin loose Pass me the Tre piz know what to do Get 'em baptized with his crew They all go out same way no truce Bullets flyin Mothers cryin 23s lace em up now he flying And there ain't no denying That they the ones really dying I can't take it no more 44 wavin it kicking doors Fatboy died on the dance floor what a shame can't see him no more And we aiming for ballouts hit his ski Clear the mall out F*ck a beat hit the street Make 'em fall out Take me all out How ya shootin to miss Ain't no air balls on this trip Pray to god that boy skip up If he do then he do but it's clip Filthy deeds Runnin me Feelin stressed so i puff me a blee Deuce in the back n they do it for free He macked up now kobe on a tee But enough of the foolery Ain't no pushin me to the side Say goodbye Beamer put him up in sky Na they ain't hit none mine Bozos sprayin ground outa line Like ask where im at all the time In my head no won't drop a dime