Heater lyrics

[Verse 1: Bloxkz]
Like look
And they just gon' die for the sh*t that they said
Like [?] chattin', n*gga need to be fed
Lurkin' on Hilltop, we make the hill drop
I send a shot if he smokin' my dead
And we on Forest, we get up on 'em
Seventeen shots'll make him meet his death
We gettin' wavy any altercation
Backdoor closed, we can't go out like X
I can't go without heater
Like, in the Mitch n*ggas playin' the bleachers
And this rap sh*t really get deeper, we on that block, was finger f*ckin' nina
Like bеtter ask about us, we gon' T up
And we sеndin' shots at them n*ggas, they fear us
I won't lie, I lost bro and I teared up
Back in that mode, so tell them get they gear up
Like, I want B's, like ask around n*gga we got scenes
Every single month we the talk of the streets, so why n*ggas mentionin' me?
[?] ran when I flashed the G
SySy ran into me copped the plea
I could merch it on bro, that lil' n*gga a dweeb
Four scenes, one year, n*gga free Mike B
Flick, baow, n*gga I'm tryna send
X, punchin', I recommend
A3 dead, I know they miss they friend
Big ass .40 gotta extend
I done sent shots, spin blocks, so why they keep dissin' my friends?
I got multiple scenes on the opps, so why they gon' act and pretend?
Like baow
We on 43rd, like, we tryna get a n*gga burnt
Buggout why you put my name in a verse?
Cappin' I'ma hit him where it hurt
Linkin' wit' 9 blocks, it is a curse
Like word to bro they gon' get it the worst
Droy dead, he went downtown wit' no G, so now that n*gga on a shirt
[Verse 2: Gbando]
Throw a shot at the Troops, and he catchin' a shot if he jack one
On 3's and on Courts tryna pack one
n*ggas see Buggout and I'ma throw wit' my mask on
On the 3's and I'm tryna get-
n*gga Rah got shot in the neck, shut the backdoor
Bring 'em down, I ain't hittin' no backboard
n*ggas get took, I ain't doin' no pass off
Jiggyman pops, we went on court wit' the [?] in the ride
Never loaf wit' the G, got a deuce in my sock
Shot after shot if he droppin' my-
n*gga Mdot on di*k that's why X in a box
Like, like
[?] when we drop
We'll get 'em down, throw [?]
I start flickin' my wrist any time on that block
Said he ballin' for who? Word to bro I'ma-

[Verse 3: Pop Kreep]
Smokin' X wit' X