One, Eight, Seven (Interlude)

[Verse] Shhh! Shut the fuck up, we tryna be quiet, nigga Just keep rolling the blunt, stay outta sight, nigga Saying “Fuck the police!” as we ride through the street Not expecting for anybody to pack to heat It ain’t really that type of situation But you gotta be ready just in case that situation pop off Fuck everybody who want peace I’m just tryna be loud as fuck with my music, so really fuck off Go ahead and tell me I’m an ignorant nigga Don’t be tryna get on my dick just because it’s bigger But, that ain’t really how I be I just be loud as fuck, smoke a blunt and keep to me, myself and I and my fam Ooo! I think I saw some niggas who ran Cause it be like nick nack, patty wack, give a dog a bone All those motherfuckers went running home They heard the spray from that AK They ain’t strapped with no gats, so they run away Don’t be snitching on niggas if you wanna keep yo life Cause that’s the code of a nigga, and that’s fo’ life