RSG ENT - Power (feat. Benzo B, AR Bandz & Rico Da G) Lyrics

It looks like you got two choices Reberto
Either a big promotion or a bullet in the brain
What the f*ck Tommy
It don't gotta be like that
It's already like that
You either with me or against me from here on out But you better choose right

Stars here yea we trooping them blocks
Call up boogie he bring out the knocks
Like
Hop out the V tryna blitz on the
Like
Like hop out the V tryna blitz on the opps
Like it's big deadgame when I walk in the spot
Like rico just pass me the knocks
If he talk on the star he get put in a box
Don't let him get low just click till he drop

Like what we go kuu on that block
Spinnin with rico we throwing them shots
Like what niggas know we the tops
Like RSG demons we don't stop for the cops

Jackin us K like we don't got drops
F*ck all these fans I don't beef with these rocks
Call up Bando he pass me the chop
Lil flocko stop dissing come spin through my block

If I'm spinning with Rico Da G
Niggas know that's not a good scene
Shootin like curry put the beam on the G
If he droppin my star that nigga dead heat
See a opp we yell out DG
Niggas know that I flock for the team
If he try to push up he get turned into weed
Like big INS I don't stop till they bleed

If my shot hit the back board it's banking in
Shot after shot on that block I was flaming it
If he talkin on bro get his braces hit
Got spanked on his doley no saving him
Blockin his shot like Kareem inna lakers fit
Tryna push up on me it got dangerous
Did bad on dem drills they ain claiming it
Held down my team niggas know I'm the anchor man

Neva loafin you know I got mob ties
Did a drill n it made it to fox five
Spinning all back in da V through the night time
But I don't play man you know I throw 59's
Let's eat Ian talkin about five guys
Hurd he dissin n got spanked out by five guys
Don't even care if he rat ima slide by
All black no you can't see none of my guys

And nobody could tweak with the dream team
Layin niggas down right under six feet
If he gon run we troopin it like six deep
F*ck allat phoney shit niggas can't be me
No way ima miss if he jackin he ewee
Bending broad day tryna catch PDs
Fly down dat block yellin whoopty or dg
No fair game when I spin it's no ggs

Like hold on bring the dissing to a stop
Said u totin a G better throw what you got
Me and Boogie clearing out the spot
And AB be buggin troopin thru them blocks
Opp thot on my dick she tryna hold the glock
If she try some funny I'm letting it flock

RSG be the team niggas know that's the movement
Can't leave from the spot until everything's looted
Droppin my star I'm a geek I'm a lose it
And how u got knocks but u don't wanna boom it

Like, shit is sad
Niggas is really out here doing bad
I'm a flock it don't care where I'm at
And he talked on the star now his toe got a tag
Big 45 posted in the bag
When I yell out what's shining they start runnin fast
Nino my demon he throw up the makk
And Benzo the jet his flight will never crash