First 48 - Young Chop, King 100 James

You ain’t killed nobody bout' a week ago

I know your whole story you’s a fuckin' ho

Run up on a nigga with that 30 ho

Blow his fucking face with that pump doe'

I heard this nigga sneak dissin' my squad though

Quit tweakin' with my niggas you ain’t hard ho

Don’t make me have to pull your fuckin' gun ho

Put this pump up in your face it go GRAAAAA ho

Fuck all that talkin' we want war ho

Fuck all that talkin' where yo guns doe

Ay my nigga shooting shit just for fun ho

And you think about robbin' me that’s a nah, nah

Comin' up out the cut better run ho

Chop a nigga down with my gun doe

That nigga ain’t got no name he’s a John Doe

Body bag, toe tag, fuck that ho

Run upon his ass shoot his ass some mo'

Forensic’s out pickin' bullets off the flo'

They askin' me these questions I don’t fuckin' kno'

Where you been, what time you get in, I don’t kno'

[Verse 4: King James

Now they looking for me like 224

First 48 knockin' at my door

Kickin' down my shit and throw me on the floor

I ain’t say shit, they know I did it though