Lyrics:
Where you at lil bitch, I'm tryna throw hands
Knock yo ass out, right in front of all of your fans
Keep running yo mouth, knock your teeth all out
there baby
[Baby]
I hit my safe for a hundred and fifty G's
(Why nigga?)
Orderin' for 20 kees
(Street value?)
Two hundred and fifty G's
(And what's yo
keeps, when I hit the streets
I said I'm wit it baby
Go out and get it and then I flip it baby
Pitch it baby, selling a wave that will make yo system
the block is hot, ha
See where I'm from we keep our guns out
Dodgin' cops and burnin' blocks, so we be thugged out
It's time to floss, two big bodies
the block is hot, ha
See where I'm from we keep our guns out
Dodgin' cops and burnin' blocks, so we be thugged out
It's time to floss, two big bodies
warned them now they surely scared of us
seriously we party stay out the streets or face the territory
cowards of the hour sickened by my tower
One time...
[Backbone]
SWAT's, drop-tops and 'gnac
Lil-bitty killas on the block, cock back the gat
Can't a day go by, one of these villians
SWAT's, drop-tops and 'gnac
Lil-bitty killas on the block, cock back the gat
Can't a day go by, one of these villians don't die
Won't try
yo ass the other way
Ma dukes say get up out the streets
Better do what mama say
Feel like Kobe
Got like eight
Watch me fade away
Them boys don't know
Yeah! yeah!
Yeah! yeah!
Yeah! BME Cliq
This ya boy Lil'Jon
A lot of y'all niggas be talkin'
'bout air force ones and shit (OK)
About Adidas
Promise we're fine
I want all that for you plus more, we will get by
Life ain't easy, please believe me
Ma work too hard for us to live on Dream Street Fly
in
If Bug's ridin' I'ma stick by him
(Bow, bow)
If Trap slidin' got the stick by him
(Ay, ay) yC's drivin', lil' Bug bindin'
Spin it, spin it, keep
(Violence) ambulance and police (Police)
Gotta keep your silence
(Silence) out here in the streets (Streets)
Rappers don't rap like me
I don't rap like them
and blank
In the trunk, his body sank
Brought in these sticks with us, Okay, lil' boy don't play, I keep it K
I'm tryna live it up, let's go
I'm out broad
focus, losing doubt
Surrounded by some hatin' ass niggas, switch yo' crowd (switch your crowd)
Lil nigga, you free, do what you want, run wild (run wild)
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
warned them now they surely scared of us
seriously we party stay out the streets or face the territory
cowards of the hour sickened by my tower
Oh shit put ya middle fingers up on this one
Oh this is the one right here yo
OH we finna get real crunk
Up in this motherfucka man
Lil Jon
your business, keep position and you straight
If you know that you ain't cut, then stay yo ass up on the porch
Cause lil' nigga you can get clapped with
your hand holding yo dick
When you fuck the streets, just make sure the road is paved
Hustlers live by a code, and they swore to take it to their grave
shots out the cutter
Don't wanna hear it
I don't like my lil brother
Being on that crip shit
He used to post up by the store by himself
Whole 'lotta racks
I know these niggas be lying, so when I slide, I keep that shit by my side
I'm serving that big gas, ZaZa lil nigga I ain't serving rocks, no plies
macks out
All my jail niggas maxxed out
B.I.G. niggas
Forever nigga
What yo yo yo
Nigga what uh my gun busts like phone
pull tha glok out, n' pop the teeth out cha mouth
I'm comin' out the south, that mess is what we bout
[Abel]
I'm ghetto like yo sister, thirteen
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