Lyrics:
(Chorus)2x
Verse 3:
Oh, best believe I come and get you if I want you
Get caught wit' yo' draws down
Then lil' Geezy will funk ya
Never underestimate me
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
know you a thug
Gon & say it then
If you brought yo flag gon
And wave it then
If you rep yo set baby
Say it then, huh
This one for the gangsta bitches
make the people say) yeah (T-Wayne)
Now I can put your ass out, oh
Keep running your mouth
And if yo brothers come tripping I'ma show 'em what these
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
real
Rep yo name til I die homie that's how I feel
Watch how everything changed since you got killed
Two days after you died, niggas broke in yo crib
nigga
Put me on my feet since a lil' nigga
Let my dawg drink too much huh
Might be gone, but he still wit' me
Bun B my G, my OG
RIP Big Pokey (Smoke
to watch my kidneys
I pop me a perc, had to come to my senses
I be too damn high, feel like Wayne No Ceilings
I be on her mind, don't know if she a ride,
You know me can't get caught without my chopper
Lil' weak wit fifty I'm itching to see I got cha
B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
Can't let yo
finga up when I'm after you
Now I strap a big dick by the Girbaud sign
You heard I'm fuckin yo bitch, so you grabbin yo 9
Movin up like you got it on yo
blinded by the people who would have you on a ship
That will pull you from your home separate you from your kids
Don't rebel against yo God
Nigga rebel
bullets rainin'
Lil bitch, I rep that gang, yea (Gang)
Fuck you and what you claim, yea
Know how to bust yo brain, yea
We charge into the gang, yea
Come
feet yeah just move your feet
Just move your feet
Like we do it in the street
You already know me
Lil Andrew Carnegie
Just keep it clean
You know we rep
about
Where we be hidin' out better turn up your jets
Headed right there yet, better build up your rep
'Cause my niggaz cash checks from Hollis
homes this my state, my city, my hood, my home boy
So I'm rep the park hard for my home boyz
Them garden road, riverdale, hidendale boys
That'll jump out
on me ’cause I don’t know y’all
Short nigga but I’ma stand tall
Gotta nasty lil’ bitch and she bent over
Pull the fuck up in the Range Rover
Pop up in yo
the lil pain yea I popped a molly
Just ask yo lil bitch yeah she topped somebody
She topped me and the gang
And you know me I be dripping like rain
You
feel like I'm Lil' Wayne
It only fucked up a lil' money
It was just lil' pain
But no cap you made me hustle so I can't complain
Aye this exotic pack 300
the real slim shady x2
An I don stood up
Westside of Cincinnati
that’s my hood brah
I say it everytime
I throw my hood up
Ima always rep my city
Even
Sunset falls (people saying that I can't be, uh-uh)
Always been me
Always been me since I popped out Katie
Stealing the hood like plate thief's
And they taking all of our freedoms
What you want from me?
They push Lil Nas X just because he gay
And they push Cardi B to
Lead all your daughters astray
Verse)
Too slow... Pour up a fo' and im moving too slow and shit
Feel like lil wayne you kno i cant focus
I be on the same thing a lil potion
You
could've slide
Cause you let your brother die, homie
And I got this Big Mac with some fries, homie
Ima pull up to yo hood like, why you lyin', homie
Ayy,
niggas all around you
While you was tryna put the
Gas in yo Chevy Silverado
A naive lil brother fenna gas you
Make yu Gelato4
Chuckin' bitches, got no
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