Triple Threat lyrics

[Intro: Mali B & C Blu]
Y'all don't wanna see us three on that block, man
No more free Gotti, we back
It's the reaper, baow, baow, baow
C Blu

[Verse 1: C Blu]
Bro home, yeah, we back in effect
He fresh out the can and lookin' for some rec'
Told Gotti Blu, "Chill, we runnin' up a check"
But we sick of them dissin' the set
I think they forgot we bend through sh*t on feet
And we had lil' Nesty on his knees
I think they forgot that Rah Rah in a splee
Why they act like we don't make sh*t bleed?
We was spinnin' with Naz until we copped a G
In the field, was huntin' for a bunny
Every Tuesday, had to duck the Ds
They was steady on di*k, tryna find a pole
Who that in thе blunt? Glo
Oh, they lackin' on [?]? Throw
f*ck Cyrus, that n*gga should've been a ghost

[Verse 2: Gotti Blu]
They said that thеy lookin' for me, I'm not hidin'
I'm always outside, posted up on timin'
I got my G, come see if I'm lyin'
If he flyin' that, that n*gga dyin'
G-Pop died and I know they was cryin'
And I put that on bro, I ain't lyin'
Free Spazz, tryna catch him on [?] (Creepers, creepers, creepers)
[Verse 3: Mali B & C Blu]
Why n*ggas talkin' on me? Every time I pop out, I'm makin' somethin' bleed
I can talk how I want, I put on for my team (Grrah)
Straight lettin' off shots and duckin' from the Ds
Free Kay out the spot, we made them n*ggas flee
Back seat ridin', dumpin' out the V (Grrah)
Why they talkin' on Naz like Notti ain't deceased?
Glo got packed, they put him on a tee (Frrah, frrah)

[Verse 4: C Blu]
n*ggas know how I get in that car
Shot after shot, was tryna pack a star
First, I'm drillin', rappin' just a hobby (Grrah)
I'm steady outside, tryna catch a body
With the bros and we smokin' on Lotti
He spin with no gun, that n*gga is a joke
Winter time, I'm dumpin' through the coat
He fell off a stretcher, if you know then you know (Dummy)

[Verse 5: Gotti Blu & C Blu]
Why the f*ck would I lack for a civ'?
Why the f*ck would I lack for a b*tch?
When I slide through your block, don't run, don't trip
If you f*ck with them, you gettin' hit (Grrah)
I'm tryna pack 'em and send 'em with Nick
Where's Dotty? All in my spliff
Mixed with Notti, sh*t got a kick
When I turn on my beam, man, I swear I won't miss (Grrah, grrah)
[Verse 6: Mali B & C Blu]
Oh, he jackin' he O? n*gga, watch how I get
I'm-I'ma back out, watch how he dip (Grahh)
If we in the V, we gon' do him like Rick (Ricky)
I ain't passin', just watch how I click
I'm shootin' for thirteen, lil' b*tch, I'm legit (Rrah)
I'm the Trend with a whole lotta grips
Push up on cuzzin, just watch how I click
That's on bro, I'ma empty the clip (Grrah, grrah)