(Intro: Yungeen Ace)
Play behind this b but he aint playing tho -

(Chorus I: Yungeen Ace)
Top Killa, you gon' die if you don't rock wit'em better known as a Opp Killa. They posted on the block, and we the block killas (top killas) Better be on point and be on ya P's when we creepin (B****) it's a (F***) homicide then we leaving -

(Verse I: Yungeen Ace)
It's a homicide (B****) When we leaving, we bend the block, couldn't see when we creeping, my youngins posted on the west they steady scheming, that pressure applied at all time give me a reason, boy got caught with a AR, I see they hiding, now they showing . on the radar, Yea, Make'em tricking and make'em disappear, thought Trixs was for kids, boss up . And have a taste of this wig, My youngins down to catch a (F****) Body (shhhh) won't say a word (B***) we won't tell nobody, that (N****) lying saying that he shot me, boy you a (B****) and you kill nobody, they shot in the field and case close 2X's, he really no shooter, his eyes close, question me about a body I don't know, . He say he real but he told, I aint no (B****) I aint no (H**) eight shots to my body I can take more.

(Outro Chorus:Yungeen Ace)
Top Killa, you gon' die if you don't rock wit'em better known as a Opp Killa. They posted on the block, and we the block killas (top killas) Better be on point and be on ya P's when we creepin (B****) it's a (F***) homicide then we leaving 2X's

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