Grim Reapers

Right or wrong Ima play devils advocate ya hear me? My gang or no gang nigga E3 want all the smoke nigga Drop a bag on his head, trade this money fa murder Bebe gon pop it off, watch him pull out the burner Lil E the new boss, it's a New World Order We some grim reapers, causing death around the corner Drop a bag on his head, trade this money fa murder Bebe gon pop it off, watch him pull out the burner Lil E the new boss, it's a New World Order We some grim reapers, causing death around the corner Ion scream, ion yell, I just speak in all caps Thousand different languages, and all I speak is facts Telling me stay safe, staying dangerous where it's at Off me if ya cross me, chico no no how to act Not living a movie, you could miss me with that Any kinda profit, then that shit gon' get snatched I know he'll never fold, shout out to my brudda Chach Stickin to the code, that nigga proved he got my back It's not murder if they shoot at you first, Ima up it SFG, new school riding wit the old, Street Flow thuggin' Raised by OGs, taught me everything I know, hella mugging They done mould me in his image, like my daddy, I be stunting Smart to pay me if I'm owed, and if not, I'm going hunting Real deal nigga from the south, Tampa FL, we be jumping Got the pistol put on hold, say the word, and I'm bussing None but goons around me, 50 deep, that's how I'm coming Drop a bag on his head, trade this money fa murder Bebe gon pop it off, watch him pull out the burner Lil E the new boss, it's a New World Order We some grim reapers, causing death around the corner Drop a bag on his head, trade this money fa murder Bebe gon pop it off, watch him pull out the burner Lil E the new boss, it's a New World Order We some grim reapers, causing death around the corner Bebe crecio en caserio, Flawda boy eso lo mio Ready pa' meternos en lio, tire hasta que este vacio Por lo del, se ha jodio, casi igual que todo mi tios Familia con quien yo confio, un llamada, estan lao mio La isla de la muerte, la de la mala suerte Que matan inocente La calle estas caliente, krippy kush bien fuerte Listos pa clientes, nunca suficiente Pops done racked up 20 in the game, like Kobe Man was born a boss, passed the ball, now it's on me Don't wanna hear my name up in ya mouth, keep it lowkey A lot of pain done came up with this chain, hood trophie Stackin up that bread, selling gas, wawa hoagie Hitting plays in class, doing math, teachers nosy T Rod down to ride and set to kill, big homie We some grim reapers, Street Flow, don't provoke me Drop a bag on his head, trade this money fa murder Bebe gon pop it off, watch him pull out the burner Lil E the new boss, it's a New World Order We some grim reapers, causing death around the corner Drop a bag on his head, trade this money fa murder Bebe gon pop it off, watch him pull out the burner Lil E the new boss, it's a New World Order We some grim reapers, causing death around the corner