Turtle B - Double Trouble Pt 2

{verse 1: josh gritty}
Free all my brothers that kept it legit
We was takin' them trips ain’t nobody could stop us
They don’t wanna see us when we pop up
Full court press, we clearin' the whole block up
Mob ties i’m in the stuy wit' my 9 tucked
Take a v, get the lo’, then we crossin' atlantic
How many times niggas seen me and panicked?
If it’s opps in the spot, i know muddy gon’ blam it
Do what i want, i’m a amg bandit
Any situation i’m makin' it active
Got some brothers that stay on they prime
Please don’t get it confused we still bangin' on aston’s
Borosidesk, we causin' a madness
Jump out the v we call ‘em target practicе
Then i take my talents up thе block
Anytime i’m on sterling, nigga, ask what happens
Antwan was lackin' got turned to a basket
Caught one to the head, chest, tragic
Shiloh, rylo, why y’all keep rappin'?
Both got stepped on, nigga get active
Caught (?...) gotti walkin' down the strip
Tryna tuck his tail, ask him my reaction
Shot after shot i’m still mad i ain’t packed him
Opps keep dissin' but going out sadly
Mani died that’s my favourite strain
But word to my mother i’m smokin' on cali
Bino, chest shot, that made me happy
Got left on the floor niggas did him badly
Walkin' thru riv niggas smokin' mali

{verse 2: turtle b}
Scarred from the shootin's i feel like young pappy
I’m going out blazin' if they tryna clap me
Spinnin' thru —, throwin' shots out the backseat
We get the lo’ we push up to the addy
She acting neaky, she actin' nasty
She gave me spits even though my hair nappy
We smokin' mali and mix it with cali
Them niggas lack and went out so sadly
Kidnap him and throw him off a bridge
If not just find him in the alley
If i (?...) they drop then i’m happy
Do a hit now it’s back to the p’z now
See how i’m rappin' now she on her knees now
Bro miss the shots, i pull up, got the rebound
And mama be wonderin', like, where her son
I told her “don’t worry, i’m in the streets now”
They up the block watch how i creep down
I’m on the opp side walkin' wit' my g out
We went the wrong way we had to reroute
Ask me to spin every time i say, “we out”
You spin this plaza again you will not leave out
Soon as it get dark we backin' the beams out
They had to spark him, they left him to bleed out
Banga got killed by a fiend, where is he now?
They not outside in they ‘jects we gon’ camp out
First one we catch lackin' swear that’s a man down
Chopper is barkin' i can’t put my hands down

{verse 3: josh gritty & turtle b}
Push up on who? i’ll show you what this g ‘bout
40 get to hawkin' i’m walkin' him down
Double trouble, muddy slide extra rounds
While they walk in they groups watch me flick at the crowd
Walk in the spot everybody get down
Headshot now he lay on the ground
40 on me i’m comin' to play
40 on me i’ll put you on this ground
Niggas they know what i jack i’m the hound
Amg, bitch, i put on for the town
You ain’t takin' no risk then nigga you a clown
You ain’t good over you can’t come back around
Free the army, yeah they still holdin' it down
In a heartbeat brodie gon’ spin back around
Clickin' this trey pound, it’s too loud
That’s why they runnin' when they hear the sound
Like, grrah, i catch a spot i’m a block away
He over there he lackin' with some (?...)
Rundown gang you better ask around
The last nigga almost didn’t get off the ground
Sha sha that nigga fresh out the pound
(?...) got shot twice and moved outta town
Niggas be (?...), be beefin' with clowns
Long live jb, for (?...) we let off rounds