Lyrics:
Yeah
Every hood's the same,
Every hood's the same,
C'mon
[Chorus]
The give us guns and drugs,
They wonder why we fuck wit thugs,
They want
up ta shit's creek
Been bout it since 92 fuck the police
Didn't pretend like these fuck
Niggas streets chose me
I was by myself wit the heat
Nigga you
fuckin 80s
Don't talk me
That erethism been hitting brazy
Like honestly what posses these niggas to speak on BITCH
My mind is on Mercury
Pussy nigga
value vintage got me mack'n more
Helladope just so you know
Clouds nice inhale the smoke
super vison by far nigga
Got more wit me like Jarv nigga
Don't
Push on the gas
Take off like Daytona
Smoke by my lonely
Ima real stoner
Fuckin it up
Im the best thought I told ya
Stay out them streets
cuz i
Yearning for rest, dying too easy to fuckin' embrace
Maybe one day I'll make you proud
Tell you my future wit friends that stay around
Speak on my dreams but
aye)
I’ma Rich Thot (Gang)
Money over women, I’ma get guap (That’s law)
Fuckin on yo wife, in her Benz hot (Anhow)
Left wit da keys like a pit stop (Aye)
niggaz
Playin there for the mothafuckin
Okay, this how we put this shit down for why'all
[CHORUS]
We run this [x4]
You ain't fuckin wit me [x4]
good
Niggas growin' up in the hood
And we do the same things cause we smoke on wood
Yo, you my wodie ha huh, I'm your wodie ha huh
Yo fuck wit us we
Fuckin up the head of my enemies
We got adeen thugs runnin wit us
Either run wit us or run into us
Claimin its beef but its love when we at your
or errbody
Cause ion see errbody
Ion see niggas in my lane and ion see none of these that fuckin wit me these niggas b playin
They say they raised a lil
see how a nigga livin'
You betta ask M-D-P-D about the fuckin' killin's
I roll wit big fire, I refuse to speak wit homicide
Go and ask that dead
bust quick
No us shit just you and feeling's
In my spot you fuckin tripping
You know I'm dirty on fed paper but you concerned with fake pimpin
used to a Airbnb
But I got her up in a suite
Call her pretty, she say I'm so sweet
You pop out wit a nigga like me
They gon' watch us like we on tv
I
ridin' wit the fellas
Only 22inch propellers
It ain't nothin' you can tell us
Your girl tryna get near it
You talk a lot, I can't hear it
She's
niggas
Comin thru to set I might just pop a wheelie
Fuck 12 the law is not considered ghost ridin niggas
Don’t try fuckin with us charlie sticked up
he
Now what you bout, shoppin' sprees?
(Yes in-fuckin'-deed)
Benz and Navigator keys?
(Yes in-fuckin'-deed)
A bank account with fifty G's?
(Yes
Catch him on the streets, I'ma bring him to his feet, quick
Pass the clip, I think I see him comin' now
Fuck the bullshit, posse deep and let's run
the plan is
We going to rob them one
By one, humiliate them enough to
Make them lose credibility, feel me?
Yeah, I feel ya
Good, now see that ho over there
I don't run wit no funny niggas
Only surrounded by munnee gettaz
Lemme know if u fuckin wit us
Cuz im about to go dumb on niggaz
Gawd nigga hard
she chillin' with us, Takin' pictures, Don't post that
Walk outside, You can smell where we post at
Tell my homie chill out askin' where the fuckin
wanted convicted outlaws
What's up Snapper
[Snapper]
Let me tell you, we take no bull shit
Bring a posse, can't fuck wit my gangsta poparatzi
We keep
my trunk and let's see what I have to sell
I got the dope, if you ho's got the paper
And if you a faker then you'll meet your fuckin maker
'Cause
All day,
Yea,
Look,
Don't be fooled by how I choose to kick it I'm just living life,
It was meant to be enjoyed so we gone do it right,
Some of us
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