Too Humble Remix
StrapGang AB
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You ain't seen the shit I seen, you ain't did the shit I did You ain't never seen no body drop, lil' boy, yo, that's a kid If the police know what I know, I be sentenced to my death Fuckin' Nike, I earn my stripes, ain't no way I'm gettin' checked I'm done lettin' niggas buy, I'm startin' to stand on niggas' necks F*ck your homie, his ass died, you come behind, you gettin' stretched I was thuggin' by myself before I was ever with the gang 417, I'd be the mafia not even Lamar could stop this rain I had stopped sittin' back, I had a suit up, put in pain All my niggas takin' shit, so when we walk in, tuck your chain His mama said her boy was smart, so when we caught him, hit his brain You not a opp, you switch sides, and you mad, cause you can't hang I'm gon' do it by myself, wont pay no nigga, to put in work Say you miss your dead homie, go and dig him out the dirt Never mind, it wasn't no casket, that boy ashes in the urn Call me Craig, I'm bustin' back, you try to slide like you Big worm I had to go and , claim my spot it wasn't, no time to take my turn How y'all take my opps serious, they never slide, them niggas sherm You ain't a threat, you a store runner, we gon' senx you to the clerk I ain't bending off, no lean or weed, just go get me a perk Ain't no nigga put me on, ain't nobody give me shit Out here gettin' it on my own, so don't ask me for shit I was fuckin' up the road, it's just me and my bitch Y'all I be riding with that girl, but in the passenger, my blick Yea I trip on every beat, they say, AB be on tip If you got somethin' I want and I don't know you, you gettin' stripped Arp hold 22s, when you get shot, it feel like a pitch You ain't a factor in your team, it ain't no beef, you on a bench When you die, they ain't gon' slide, boy, you ain't even gon' be missed I'm with 24 we some sharks, get out the water, you is a fish Bro just caught another opp, then he scratched him off his list I drop 5's, don't drop 4's, and I ain't talkin' bout no trish I been actin' way too humble, time for me to turn it up We been poppin' at y'all boys, I know y'all niggas heard of us Dude was dissing then he died, I ain't never heard a cous I kill my own fam, don't give no f*ck about no blood You ain't gotta pay for the sauce, I give it all off the love Cause when I was down, bad on my ass and I was broke, ain't get no love Ain't nobody put me on, ain't nobody give me shit I'm out here gettin' it on my own, so don't ask me for shit I was fuckin' up the road, it's just me and my bitch Y'all be ridin' with that girl, but in the passenger, my blick Yeah, I trip on every beat, they say, AB, be on tips If you got some that I want and I don't know, you gettin' stripped Arp hold 22s, when you get shot, it feel like a pitch You ain't a factor in your team, it ain't no beef, you on a bench Yeah nigga Know what the f*ck going on My lil' bro Flow nigga F*ck the opps Yeah, 417 Long live Melo It's a family, nigga
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