Lyrics:
That's my nigga man, that's my bro
I spoke to him last night, drunk out his ass
It's so hard to do this
Yeah
Montana
Soon as you came home,
Linkup
You gotta watch out for yo life up in the streets it get wicked
Up in the streets these Niggas follow just because of these bitches
I'm really
on my set, ya gotta walk light, talk like
We done shot out all the street lights
So you can't see who we be like
And we like, to dress in all black up
on my set, ya gotta walk light, talk like
We done shot out all the street lights
So you can't see who we be like
And we like, to dress in all black up
God Of Rap, Lil B, Rawest Rapper Alive lil B
Bodybags I was out broke in the
Hood you wouldn't copy that
Niggas made fun of me
Niggas didn't wanna
take no breaks
Yeah he gon shoot you in yo face
Keep more halos than an angel
I'm tryna get the bag ion care bout being famous
Jump inside the streets by
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
I'm speaking
Just a hop and a Skip an a Psyn on da beat hoe
Think more, Neva let you treat me like a gringo
Got hoes till they get low like lil Jon
Then
time
But get yourself together 'fore that out day
.45 black like Akon
Choppa screamin' like Lil Jon
Glock 9 on my waistline
I dare a nigga try
HOMICIDE QUICK TO PULL UP ON YO STREET , DO A SWEEP , BEND BACK THEN KNOCK YO ASS OFF YO FEET , EVERYDAY WE
OUT HERE THUGGIN YOU DONT REALLY WANT
How you come bak home , get aired out
How u leave my man bleeding out in cold blood
How the fuk u kill me lil cuz
Growing up...
I dare a nigga bak
count a mil' by hand, I'm exhausted
Since we against all odds, bro, you can keep all yours
Shit, we gon' split all mines, forever throw my fours
We
it a buck I keep a bean
You hand me a cup and I pour up some lean
Lil bro you done you think its a dream
You hit the gas and you dip out the scene
Lil
Interrupt my work
Turn you into merch
If you lurk
Get popped like perc
Now you on a shirt
Been alert
Keep a lil Uzi and these bullets got some vert
Came from
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
we do it
Freak bitch to swallow cum like fluid
Who it be? Through his feet, Dubbs
Ain't nothin' sweet cause I can't keep trust
Lil' nigga, worth
Yeah yo bit call me senpai
Fucked that lil bit and I gave her a cream pie
Told that lil bit I don't need her so bye bye
I keep me a blaster they
hometown
Used to friends, boy we just foes now
Rambells, you gotta keep hoes out
Drill man bake, won't back any phone's out
You bam-bam but still get
There's something about you
I can't seem to point it out
Heard me in the streets
Yeah yeah whats the word of mouth
All these lil' freaks turn me off
)
But the Stanley Steamer keep me cleaner (steamer)
You got it out the mud, I got it out the oil (oil, oil, ayy)
You heard, the cash rich niggas
Know this lil hoe named tisha
Smoking on Kiesha
Yea she get high as a plane
Keep a lil freak in the bleachers
Said she don't need you
Smashed on the very
body keep my brothers by my side
You seen me out, came to my party, shawty told me I was fine
I’ll never trip over a woman, told lil mamma "get in
We from the streets, where we don't really play, lil' nigga
I'm ready for war. Nigga, you scared? Nigga, I ain't scared
I'm ready for war. I'm ready
Don't matter to me, I'll Mac-11 or Tech it
You lil niggas better keep my name out ya mouth
A hunnit rounds'll make a frame out ya house
I cruise
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