Lyrics:
Nigga get ya shit straight
I'm sellin' that raw shit, you sellin' that whip weight (whip weight)
Cookin' up a whole bird until I make my wrist ache
(Hey, where ya headin' shawty?)
Sellin' out arenas, chicks with asses like Serena
Man, shawty live a hell of a life (I'm tryna tell ya shawty)
It's
down on us (ah)
Wash us in the blood (ha)
Wash us in the blood (ooh)
Whole life bein' thugs (ah)
No choice, sellin' drugs (ha)
Southside what it
cant neva keep no bitch
Cause I put them hoes out
I was corner stoor'n in imotellin it sellin it
You can check my rap sheet
It's numourous felonies
But he does drink don
Hundred thousand dollar murder charge I made
Bond, it's Gucci
I got bird flu, shawty, sellin' bird's my business
(Yeah)
Catch
sellin' out your man when he
The reason you got on (I ain't trippin')
You know they say
That gangsters don't live that long
But how can I be here homes
If I
on us (ah)
Wash us in the blood (huh)
Wash us in the blood (ooh)
Whole life bein' thugs (hah)
No choice, sellin' drugs (huh)
Southside, what it does?
sellin' everything
I'm the dopeman, I'm the dopeman, get with the program
Get with the program
Alright, alright, alright, we gonna do it just like
on a daily 'round here partna'
We the only ones sellin' 'round here partna'
That's on a daily
Thats on a daily
That's on a daily 'round here partna'
We
sellin' these P's
Pocket full of G's, but I'm bangin' Z's
Rap don't work then it's
Back to sellin' keys
Never slippin', buy a choppa overseas
Perky got me
boomin' like 2010
I still feel like I'm OJ da Juiceman, I make the trap "Aye"
This here for my trappers sellin' work from 'round the way
You don't like
nigga sellin' dope
Young nigga smokin' poe
Kickin' door, jumped right out the post
Ready to cut your throat
Ready to let 'em go
Project baby,
hard now)
Big bro be watchin' for the feds, he sellin' hard now (he sellin' hard now)
And that's a flagrant, it's tragic, but he fouled out (he
I been sellin' out the shows (sellin' out the shows)
'Member broke, I was wearin' the same clothes (I was wearin' the same clothes)
Huh, light it
(AK-47)
Yeah, yeah
(Gangsta)
Look
Okay, lil' six spot sellin' bean
Three phones steady ringin'
Chain cold and dental freezin'
Never change
make dat choppa bust, we'll make dat choppa bust)
7 Time time felon pimp ain't no tellin'
7 time felon, can't say it ain't sellin
1 strike, 2 strike, 3
June on the beat
All my life I been chasin' a check
Even when I was sellin' world wide
Knock a nigga down and that's on the set
I will knock a nigga
Makin' a thousand an hour
When you was sellin' my momma dope
I was sellin' yo' momma the same thing
Still chasin' the hun
Not able to get no sleep
I sleep
Last time that I checked
It was five chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep, last time that I checked
I was sellin' zones in the set
Make
tag, sellin' swag bags (swag)
Tecs with suppressor max, ain't leave Baghdad
Where we act like your friend then take your gas bag
Niggas know I'm
addicted to rocks
Sellin' ass for the cash, sellin' pussy and twat
Her mama smokin' at work, but she ain't workin' no job
She hit the block in a skirt,
Muthafuck it, I get straight to the point
You don't dig what I'm sayin, then fuck you
Cause sellin drugs only job that a nigga got
Sellin caine
grade we was stampin' shit with revolvers
I can get you clipped for a trinklet on my daughter
It go hrr, nigga
I ain't sellin' the chop 'cause it got
just a street nigga and I'ma always be
We was gangbangin', that's how I grew up
Out there sellin' work, that's how I grew up
Youngin' shootin' shit
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