Annapolis (feat. C-Flames & Cub Dollaz)
Kay Nellz
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Yea When it comes to that 97 south, it's some things you need to understand The winter time grimey, but I guarantee them summers jam A nigga want step, he get pop, like ya mother man The hard a homerun, but that soft toss under hand 400 years ago we docked here from the mother land 400 years later we rock here to get our mother land And you aint really up til you down, and then you up again Cuz real hustlers lose it and get it back, cant tell me nothin then Its somethin in the bay, the water hit different What can I say its somethin in the yay the snorters sniff different Shooters tech, like a Uberx shit Lyft different Fact is I'm a boss you get bossed, big difference Im a onion block representer nigga gardens taught me Like Brees in the Nola couldn't wait get them chargers off me To be honest, for the bucks, shorty tough imma call Milwaulkee Wally used to have the trap rockin off the walkie talkie's 7 and half square miles and like 8 hoods You would think in such close proximity shit stayed good At its best? yes, but at its worst shit aint good Hustle hard til that Miami plug failed like Ace Hood But I always put on for my city my face good Sunday Dinner at big mama house my plate good Im from a state where niggas do bad to make good You can debate who all your favorites are but where im from, my place good Im from Annapolis, youngin's off the porch at an early age The streets only gon get you a cell or an early grave If you lucky you'll make it out before you make them pearly gates And never caught slippin, pimpin special like a .38 The hoes that used to front on you get friendly when your paper up Fingertips got PCP residue and paper cuts You can tell the dope good by how the plug tape it up Powder over the counter sack, mac, couldn't make it up Im major league call me Willie Mays Real shit If a opp approach me he an Atlanta fan really brave Cuz if I got to, I'll box you like a philly fade The 40 cal will leave a nigga gray I'm talkin 50 shades That molly still gettin the city paid Now everybody got some cyrus to their name like Billy Ray's Nigga this 16 zip like I movin p's 20 nigga yea I started with nothin would you believe Don't make me come through your door without using keys Catch you on the shitter and wet you up like you Scuba Steve Aint nothing new we been sliding in ya UV's .38 Slugs but shit is soundin like .223's Who doper than I? They LOL back but all jokes to the side I let it go if he don't let it go he can soak in his pride Your own man'll do you for that paper I won't be surprised Welcome to Annapolis you can run but it's nowhere to hide Go ask about me in my city and I bet they know me Feins all over the cheese like a pepperoni And for these lil pink tens they get extra hungry 30 rack will a bad bitch start checkin on me Home of the crabs, slingin stones out the bag Somethin happen they be pullin out their phones very fast All that tough guy talk will get you thrown on the slab Bad to the bone, this'll do your bones very bad Im from Annapolis Im from Annapolis, youngin's off the porch at an early age The streets only gon get you a cell or an early grave If you lucky you'll make it out before you make them pearly gates And never caught slippin, pimpin special like a .38 The hoes that used to front on you get friendly when your paper up Fingertips got PCP residue and paper cuts You can tell the dope good by how the plug tape it up Powder over the counter sack, mac, couldn't make it up Im from the A double N A P O L I In the essence Im a wonderful reference of those guys It's a blessin yea I still got connections on both sides Been relentless since I jumped in them tranches in 05 Within a 5 block radius You can find a wild child go macadamian In and out loud crowds Bens drive the youngins now Marks ct. the stompin ground Hottest in the city so I gotta hold the jungle down Used to be a rush now Im stuck in the stampede Been lightening quick with immaculate hand speed Early morning tease got em up like caffeine Hood aint nuffin but a block full of bad dreams Crackhead darby try sell me his flat screen And for another jab he said he throw in his class ring Its crazy in the game when the smack got a bad read Stuck up in a drought couple mouths you can't feed Grand scheme is to get the cream then its adios Friends turn to enemies it always be somebody close Get the bread hide the loaf Think ahead, go for broke Multiple positions when you pitchin you should try it both Something in the water paranoia when you drive the boat Cook it til the oil let it boil n its rock and roll Take you on tutorial the moral is to shop and go Prices is affordable the corner know I'm born to blow
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Written by: Clifford Smith, Kernell Hunt Jr., Kevan Simms
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