Lyrics:
crackers like you've never seen
Groveling under your bed
Look for the girl with the spoo in her lap
And she's gone!
Louisiana hooker with herpes
Louisiana
(Council housing)
Is it all that's for? (All that's for?)
Open your eyes
See the trapeze of lies
Just families
Trying to compromise
(Compromise)
Breaking
And now the stranger better move it or he's gonna get killed
He's gonna have to get it or a shotgun will
It ain't no time for lengthy speeches
There ain't
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
a real nigga should)
You better believe it
(I'ma still do me, be the same OG who put it down for the hood)
You better believe it
(I'ma rep my block
real hot down in Louisiana
The stranger better move it or he's gonna get killed
He's gonna have to get it or a shotgun will
It ain't no time for
real hot down in Louisiana
The stranger better move it or he's gonna get killed
He's gonna have to get it or a shotgun will
It ain't no time for
stay I hop out in broad day
Oh, yeah, you got a vest then I'm goin' for the face
You heard about Louisiana boy that's where I stay
You gotta be ready
Imma risk it all for shorty
She deserve a couple bands
She Louisiana hot
Hot hot hot hot
She Louisiana hot
Hot hot hot hot
She Louisiana hot
She
I say i came from
Louisiana up to Philly
Then I started chilling messing
With Meek Milly he said I got an opportunity
To you in a battle
I say whoever
homie! Yeah!, yeah!
I earned that, you gatta (Pay!)
You gatta (Pay!)
(Verse 3: Rev 911)
-Yeah! uh! yea!
-What do I work for? A better life na money ili
I come from a place council houses and estates
Nobody ain't posing for pictures round here it's no face no case
Everybody wanna be first place
Money
for your future to unfold
If I could only see you, I might not ever leave you
Louisiana baby
If I could only let you know I never wanna let you go
a tragedy
Holidays be poppin'
Never know what be the topic
Got a problem, better stop it
Family zoomin' like a rocket
South Louisiana from Lake Charles
better move it or he's gonna get killed
Gonna have to get it or a shotgun will
It ain't no time for lengthy speeches
There ain't no time for lengthy
Louisiana Mail
Waiting for a letter
Louisiana Mail
To make me feel better
You know that I miss you a lot
Stick it in my slot, stick it in my slot
Spotted somethin' in your eyes that I didn't see
I think we put ourselves in a penitentiary
Better than admitting that we're lonely
So just hold me
on Floors
Remember we used to live up in that Council Flat
Just looked at the contract
Now I gotta send that back
Shawty wan play she a centre back
Barclays
before
You just help create the issues more than help restore
Assuming that you're actually trying
I'm better off trying to laugh at dying
It'd be easier
Council flat, in the east end where the skies are grey, can never shine down upon us until
The light of the lonely summer
Nostalgic dreams, the flashbacks
to me
I hear voices in my head
They council me, they understand
They talk to me (yeahhh)
Medicine for when my head on spin
Them voices in my head again
a bitch I was bagging a 4
We're breaking and ducking the law
I'm just tryna better my cause
So you know ima go when they call
For the days they were
We hold the power one by one
Fists in the air we are never done
Better brace yourself because we just begun
Run, run, run, here we come, come, come
on these bo's
Family boy, I'm steppin
Bitches LMG and global better bring the paramedic
Young Thug doin' shit
Blocker, blocker, spinnin' on your block again
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