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I told them boys that I don’t want no problems
My team they got them
See we don’t come from Gotham
But we’ll Batman them and rob them
I told them that I don’t want no problems
The switch, they got them
Just hit them with a one-two drop them
They want smoke then give them a rough one
I told them boys that I don’t want no problems
My team they got them
See we don’t come from Gotham
But we’ll Batman them and rob them
I told them that I don’t want no problems
The switch, they got them
Just hit them with a one-two drop them
They want smoke then give them a rough one
Verse 1
Another hard day in the Switch
And I’m steady on the grind trying to make this money
The boys in the area will come and crack you up
Ain’t that funny
Rappers talk about their past that we know that’s fake
I call that a dummy
I’m a bro that’s known for the good vibes
But everyday when the s**t gets ugly
When it’s ugly, bro trust me
S**t will never end in no *****
They can talk about running the ball
Until they run it straight to my shoulder
Hit that *****, then I watch them fold up
Told them come through, but the bloke didn’t show up
My hood ain’t known for the guns
If they want smoke, then tell them to roll one
It’s tough but we don’t give up
Bunch of blokes switch up when both fists up
No if-buts, brother don’t hick-up
If you’re not with us, you can go get f**ked
I’m sick of hearing of this chit-chat
All about ***** is a f**king clown
F**k them dogs, I got no love for these fa***ts
Like it’s rough or *****
So I told them, don’t talk that talk
If you never want to back that chat
Around these ways
We don’t need no pull that shank, we don’t need grab that gat
Just two fists up and ten toes down
Be ready to back your set
Boys from the four-k rep that all day
But we hold it down from the West
Hook
I told them boys that I don’t want no problems
My team they got them
See we don’t come from Gotham
But we’ll Batman them and rob them
I told them that I don’t want no problems
The switch, they got them
Just hit them with a one-two drop them
They want smoke then give them a rough one
Verse 2
When it’s all said and done, who’s real
Tell me who’s real
That G-double-O stays heavy on my DNA
When I pop them *****
I’m front line when I’m in the Switch
And we take part in them fields
Real recognize real
Four-three-dub until the day I get killed
Them lads don’t want no beef
Turn that cheek, you know you can’t f**k with us
Four-three hitters we blooded out
And we run-a-muck cause we dangerous
This ain’t no f**king game to us
You ready now, you can’t hang with us
Pull up to the house, they **** they fade
And the wagers like they angel dust
So who really want’s to f**k with us
**** **** **** **** ****
Who wants war with us
Who’s going to stop us
Who’s wants beef with the four-three here
Cause all I see in your hood
Is a bunch of dogs in your set
Four-three-double-O, you don’t test my crew, they love it
They say they’re lurking my hood
They just lost kids from the ****
That’s unfortunate
Chase that, chase that brick
We cook that b***h like grits
They watch their boy get flipped
**** ****, they want none of this
I hold it down for the Switch
Hook
I told them boys that I don’t want no problems
My team they got them
See we don’t come from Gotham
But we’ll Batman them and rob them
I told them that I don’t want no problems
The switch, they got them
Just hit them with a one-two drop them
They want smoke then give them a rough one
Verse 3
Oh yeah no full-time Aussie driller
Don’t grip steel, nor pull triggers
Always talking that lad s**t
Going like this with their damn fingers
Like who’s going to run that ball
Never ever once had to catch a court case
But I’m out here, no ski mask
In the frontline just to show face
Forty-three in my system
Now who’s lurking
I’m only speaking facts
This ain’t no sermon
I don’t shiv and shank
Brother I don’t waste my tank
Talking this-that, and what-not
But I’ll call your bluff cause you’re fake
This is **** what’s real
It’s four-three to the 0-three
I don’t do crime
I **** until I’m half dead from the O-D
Cause you don’t want this beef
This ain’t no ordinary walker
I’ll have your brothers all ready for walkers
Son I through hands, I don’t talk
Yeah I back my district
Phone calls to the boys, let’s start this rally
Cause your lads are soft
But we hard headed **** that Cali
Brother I’m born and bread
Green-gold since day one, I don’t lie
This is hip Switch, that four-three
But I hold down for my side
You don’t want that smoke
I’m only starting this, the beginning
I got TokoUso’s from seven-seven
Who’s ready to back on this mission
Who never fold
Been down for the hood, but will never lack it
Old dips right, throw one right
Until you’re a-J on that campus
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