Lyrics:
My bitch been down when I wasn't shit
She keep it 100 don't switch
'Cause dat's my bitch
Gave me a safe place for the bricks
Even help hit
Just another young **** havin' thangs, man
I gotta get it, I, I gotta get it, get it
Let's go, 1 for the bread and 2 for the ****
Miss the 17 fire, damn
on
Just let a young'n do my thang, and I'm gone
(yeah man, this nigga wanna try to come
At me the other day
Tryna hate on my man Wiz!
I had to shut this
All I know is yayo
Yayo, all I know is yayo
Every time she hit the block that ho she be on go mode
And if you try to rob me, swear to God that be
I'm hittin' fences
Cops on a nigga back missin' me by inches
And they say how do you survive
Weighing 155 in the city where the little niggas die
honor roll, but honored up in them streets
'Cause I'm a Linwood nigga, them young niggas hit ya
Put a stack on your head, you'll bleed a lake on Grand
on a walkie talkie
Hit em, hit em knock-knock
Tell em "let me in"
My name rings bells, bitch, buzz me in!
And I only stop for pedestrians
Or real real bad
Rackets on me nigga run n tell dat
Choppas on me nigga run n tell dat
Ran through that sack nigga run n tell dat
I just knocked a new bitch nigga run
Lets go, lets go, let's go, lets go
Cmon, cmon
Yo why you playing with me like that
Cmon now, Yay-yay
I need more commonalities, somewhere in our lost
house, trappin' out
Cashin' out, Twizzy baby, blackin' out
Actin' out, gas is out
Runnin' in, masses down, ammo round
Hoes in shirts, hand me downs
Young
Allow me to run it back and rewind it
Wait, let me ask you again
Am I just jerkin' your chain?
Am I berserk or insane?
Or am I just one of them damn
Whip
'Gotta get a foreign whip
12 watching 'gotta dip
Smoking gas 'ion dip
I let ha ride and she stiff
Pipe dat 'bih
And I 'een like that shit
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
roll up some more Phillies my nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thuggin' immortalized, let's get high, it's them niggas you most desire,
I can remember
Nd you can tell by duh swag greez bout money,
Nd I dnt play no games wen its bout money,
I do it for dem young niggas dat pop beans,the hot boys wit
It goes one for the mind and two for the money
Who dat wit skull tattooes and his nose runny
It's me, that funky MC, the Rrr-ah E
Indubitably, I'm
Let me explain somethin' to you
When I say I'm really like that
What I mean is
I'm the culture (Gangsta)
What I've continuously given to the game
meanin' to me nuthin' to me ya keep frontin' to me
I hit you up Dogg Pound all come around
Lay 'em all down homies be frontin' for they town
Throw it up
Ride it bitch
Say what?
Yo babe, come her
Now let me get that (Oooooh)
Say what? (Oooooh)
Say what? (Oooooh)
Say what? (Oooooh)
Say what? (Oooooh)
(she will)
Both of my pockets got bankroll (uh huh)
Woah (lets get it)
Alla my bros be on go ( you know dat )
Big huncho call me hundo ( you know dat
just evil
Evil
Evil by association we turned ya man to a cuckold
Dat boy a cuckold
Alright let's ride
Ride
Ride
Let's ride
Let's ride it out
Ride it
You know I keep it on me, that's like every day
Me and my niggas, you know we ain't gonna play
Dat Boi Skeet and that boy Young NBA
You in
the young jits die
They ain't have no OGs, So all they know is squeeze
Ian tryna see the grave, rather get took by police
Hear that click clack, Hands up
guess my anger pulled me through
No sooner had I hit the streets
When I met the fools that a young fool meets
All in search of truth and bound for glory
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