Speaker A
You should know he bro, he a fucking white boy.
KC Money X MBlock DieY's 'Otha Shit' is a gritty rap video featuring themes of street life, loyalty, and retaliation.
Key Takeaways
- The song portrays a harsh reality of street life and loyalty among peers.
- Violence and retaliation are central themes used to assert power and respect.
- The artists use explicit language and vivid imagery to communicate their message.
- There is a strong emphasis on protecting one's crew and territory.
- The video reflects a culture of confrontation and survival in tough environments.
Summary
- The video features aggressive lyrics centered on street conflicts and retaliation.
- Themes include loyalty to crew members and responding to disrespect or threats.
- References to weapons, violence, and confrontation are recurrent throughout the song.
- The artists emphasize their readiness to defend themselves and their territory.
- Repeated mentions of 'dissing' and consequences for enemies highlight ongoing rivalries.
- The song uses slang and explicit language typical of hardcore rap genres.
- Mentions of evading law enforcement and asserting dominance in their neighborhood.
- The narrative includes stories of past conflicts and warnings to adversaries.
- The tone is confrontational and unapologetic, reflecting street realities.
- The video is performed in English with raw and explicit content.
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Speaker B
Joy child to play, we hit his face with that some other shit.
Speaker C
K.
Speaker B
Yeah, yeah.
Speaker B
We got your brother here, Joy child to play, we hit his face with that some other shit.
Speaker B
We wrap him up like double man, like how many shots that boy take.
Speaker B
Pull him out, this chopper, me and one pop out two graves.
Speaker B
We sliding, we on the snake side, if we catch you, it's a DOA, has speed, we gon' get away.
Speaker B
Fuck 12, ride no life, play on for your arm.
Speaker B
Smoke no Jack, I set off alarm, Mark got hit, cool ran with his gun.
Speaker B
The one that shot, he be catching you, done.
Speaker D
All them dissing in them songs, man, his ass ain't get the drop.
Speaker D
Soon as I get the low, now we capping at his spot.
Speaker D
Simo doing all that dissing until his little ass got popped.
Speaker D
We don't play, niggas know we pull up right up at your spot.
Speaker D
And block mixing up the way, man, they say they little ass hot.
Speaker D
We was young, riding 'round with like 16 glocks.
Speaker D
If you say you want to smoke, we'll pull up to your spot, bake that bitch like a biscuit.
Speaker D
Cause you know I got my glock.
Speaker D
Soon as I throw my mask on, I'm spinning on that block.
Speaker D
First nigga that we catch, we put his ass right up top.
Speaker D
Remember all that fucking dissing, once we caught you, now you got.
Speaker D
Stupid dumb fucking goofy should have had your fucking glock.
Speaker B
Yeah, yeah.
Speaker B
We got your brother here, Joy child to play, we hit his face with that some other shit.
Speaker B
We wrap him up like double man, like how many shots that boy take.
Speaker B
Pull him out, this chopper, me and one pop out two graves.
Speaker B
We sliding, we on the snake side, if we catch you, it's a DOA, has speed, we gon' get away.
Speaker B
Fuck 12, ride no life, play on for your arm.
Speaker B
Smoke no Jack, I set off alarm, Mark got hit, cool ran with his gun.
Speaker B
The one that shot, he be catching you, done.
Speaker D
All them dissing in them songs, man, his ass ain't get the drop.
Speaker D
Soon as I get the low, now we capping at his spot.
Speaker D
Simo doing all that dissing until his little ass got popped.
Speaker D
We don't play, niggas know we pull up right up at your spot.
Speaker D
And block mixing up the way, man, they say they little ass hot.
Speaker D
We was young, riding 'round with like 16 glocks.
Speaker D
If you say you want to smoke, we'll pull up to your spot, bake that bitch like a biscuit.
Speaker D
Cause you know I got my glock.
Speaker D
Soon as I throw my mask on, I'm spinning on that block.
Speaker D
First nigga that we catch, we put his ass right up top.
Speaker D
Remember all that fucking dissing, once we caught you, now you got.
Speaker D
Stupid dumb fucking goofy should have had your fucking glock.
Speaker B
Yeah, yeah.
Speaker B
We got your brother here, Joy child to play, we hit his face with that some other shit.
Speaker B
We wrap him up like double man, like how many shots that boy take.
Speaker B
Pull him out, this chopper, me and one pop out two graves.
Speaker B
We sliding, we on the snake side, if we catch you, it's a DOA, has speed, we gon' get away.
Speaker B
Fuck 12, ride no life, play on for your arm.
Speaker B
Smoke no Jack, I set off alarm, Mark got hit, cool ran with his gun.
Speaker B
The one that shot, he be catching you, done.
Speaker D
All them dissing in them songs, man, his ass ain't get the drop.
Speaker D
Soon as I get the low, now we capping at his spot.
Speaker D
Simo doing all that dissing until his little ass got popped.
Speaker D
We don't play, niggas know we pull up right up at your spot.
Speaker D
And block mixing up the way, man, they say they little ass hot.
Speaker D
We was young, riding 'round with like 16 glocks.
Speaker D
If you say you want to smoke, we'll pull up to your spot, bake that bitch like a biscuit.
Speaker D
Cause you know I got my glock.
Speaker D
Soon as I throw my mask on, I'm spinning on that block.
Speaker D
First nigga that we catch, we put his ass right up top.
Speaker D
Remember all that fucking dissing, once we caught you, now you got.
Speaker D
Stupid dumb fucking goofy should have had your fucking glock.
Speaker B
Yeah, yeah.
Speaker B
We got your brother here, Joy child to play, we hit his face with that some other shit.
Speaker B
We wrap him up like double man, like how many shots that boy take.
Speaker B
Pull him out, this chopper, me and one pop out two graves.
Speaker B
We sliding, we on the snake side, if we catch you, it's a DOA, has speed, we gon' get away.
Speaker B
Fuck 12, ride no life, play on for your arm.
Speaker B
Smoke no Jack, I set off alarm, Mark got hit, cool ran with his gun.
Speaker B
The one that shot, he be catching you, done.
Speaker D
All them dissing in them songs, man, his ass ain't get the drop.
Speaker D
Soon as I get the low, now we capping at his spot.
Speaker D
Simo doing all that dissing until his little ass got popped.
Speaker D
We don't play, niggas know we pull up right up at your spot.
Speaker D
And block mixing up the way, man, they say they little ass hot.
Speaker D
We was young, riding 'round with like 16 glocks.
Speaker D
If you say you want to smoke, we'll pull up to your spot, bake that bitch like a biscuit.
Speaker D
Cause you know I got my glock.
Speaker D
Soon as I throw my mask on, I'm spinning on that block.
Speaker D
First nigga that we catch, we put his ass right up top.
Speaker D
Remember all that fucking dissing, once we caught you, now you got.
Speaker D
Stupid dumb fucking goofy should have had your fucking glock.
Speaker B
Yeah, yeah.
Speaker B
We got your brother here, Joy child to play, we hit his face with that some other shit.
Speaker B
We wrap him up like double man, like how many shots that boy take.
Speaker B
Pull him out, this chopper, me and one pop out two graves.
Speaker B
We sliding, we on the snake side, if we catch you, it's a DOA, has speed, we gon' get away.
Speaker B
Fuck 12, ride no life, play on for your arm.
Speaker B
Smoke no Jack, I set off alarm, Mark got hit, cool ran with his gun.
Speaker B
The one that shot, he be catching you, done.
Topics:KC MoneyMBlock DieYOtha Shitraphip hopstreet liferetaliationloyaltyviolencegangsta rap
