(Hook)

Who the f**k scared now?

Look who the f**k fed now

Had to hit him with the shotty n**a

Another dead f**g body n**a

Gangsters, this is how we roll

Jesus Piece, and it's out of gold

Versace polo and a pound of dro

Hop in that Ghost, and it's adios

Who the f**k scared now?

Who the f**k scared now?

(1)

Chased that n**a down, put him on worldstar

B**h n**a got away, in his girl's car

Put that p**y on the net like a p**r

Another weenie with bread, he a corndog

Put 3 holes in his head, like a bowling ball

I'm out the gutter switching lanes in a stolen car

F**k the feds, cause a n**a got a murder charge

F**k it though, got the cover of the murder dog

I dress up like the pizza man, load the desert eagle and

I don't just hit ya team, I wet the whole bleachers, damn

Specialize in the murder game

Documentary s**t, back to Hurricane

Now tell a n**a

(Hook)

(2)

I'm the most feared rap n**a

Like a Just Blaze beat, i'll clap n**s

This ain't a Just Blaze beat, this ain't wrapped n**a

Voletta Wallace lost her son to a gat n**a

What if I told y'all I know who killed Biggie dog?

I ain't no snitch but if I did it ain't no biggie dog

Cause that's Biggie dog

All that's coming out the mouth of the n**a you used to know as being 50's dog

But I got tired of being 50's dog

Had to break my chain and cut that n**a 50 off

Whole team celebrating, label on my d**k hard

Interscope asking "would I take 50's call"

Hello? Put up 10 mill for a real n**a

Drop this joint album and we'll kill n**s

G-Unit!

(Hook)

(3: Meek Mill)

All these n**s claiming they OG, my young boys will murder them

Cold shooters, that 16, and they ain't ever even heard of them

I slide through, I get a bird of them

And they drive through, and they serving them

These n**s talking that beef s**t, I put bread on it, no burger bun

We walk up in this b**h like "what?"

Rollie on my wrist lights up

Told these n**s "can't do it like us"

Ciroc boy, and I do it like Puff

With 100 bottles, 100 models

Straight shots and no Moscato

I f**k them h**s, don't give a f**k bout em

Now tell me who's scared now?

Shots fired, man down

Dead bodies get found

That chopper clip spits rounds

And real n**s get murdered

Top dogs get it first

He came to me in that Benz

And he left from here in a hearse

Woah!

(Hook)