Lyrics:
I'm a Dade county representer, low key
No gold teeth
No spinners, go getta, gorilla, turn killa
Fo scrilla, fo real-a, and I see no nigga
Bet that, get
in the county
Praying for bail
Could've cost your boy everything, man
It wasn't cheap
Coming for a nigga, just don't sleep
Shit for the weak
Got on my
at you
With a brand new twist switchin my linger
Wishin I could be the one you cling to
I ask you for you number maybe I can ring you
Six months later when
coast niggas
It's the big black, the killer
The 40 ounce spiller reason
Gang bangers, the marijuana crop growers
Niggas know county jail
Low riders in
a stack
Nigga you got on dirty shoes
I'm still fucking hoes i been had six golds
All the money i spent
I should have brought some 4's
But i ain't give
cuffin' these hoes (6)
Dub on his head, book him for a show (Damn)
Duval County way to the O (6)
Shooters on shooters
(O) , they be on go (Yeah)
Hunnid
Well I work six days out of seven
Waiting all week for Saturday night
Going out to neon heaven
Punch the clock on party time
Jamming this old pickup
It's 6 05 on Sunday mornin'
And I was supposed to've left for Memphis late last night
But I stopped at one of them old highway places
And 'cause I
but all he ever raised was us
Dug a forty foot well struck thirty-six gallons of dust
Salvation Army give us clothes to wear a man from the county
Well i work six days out of seven
Waiting all week for Saturday night
Going out to neon heaven
Punch the clock on party time
Jamming this old
might get back demonic
Go ask promotors, I picked up six hunnid
Four hunnid more, one million, get it, he saw it
Six carat stones, GIA, I went flawless
1 for the money, 2 for the streets
3 for the niggas with the gangsta-ass beats
A .45, cause I'm up to no good
6 plus 4 plus 1 for the hood
Steppin
wake up and stop sleepin'
187 ain't no way loc
And you can still roll in your 6-4
[LV:]
Mr. Havikk
The ghetto's got you shadey
[Havikk:]
I
pass me no OG
I remember being locked up in the county
Now I'm going back up, bitch it count it
Ain't no love for the ones who doubted
I'm on the way, I
(Get the fuck up nigga, nigga make up yo bed)
Fuck Douglas County, fuck, fuck all them
Lame ass fuck, I been
12 try to lock me over
They can't come
(Fossi nato in America, dice) ah
(Ti avrebbero sparato)
(Per le cazzate che dici)
(Senza la credibilità) orange County
(Ci vuole coerenza, senti)
fo da hood motherfucker!
Bring back somethin' fo da hood!
LA County what's goin on?
Nineteen ninety-three modern day Babylon
Peace to the niggas
[Twamp dog]
Peniles at my door, three in the front, nigga, four through the back
Talkin' bout takin' me down to the sac town county jail,
Strapped up
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up
Throw your triple beam up, this is fish scale
I bailed out the county with counterfeit bills
My slang be
the V.I.
While they bumpin' Lil' Jon, I'ma brush ya
It's the psycho nigga Twista from Chicago
Rollin' with the Miami nigga, that'll crush ya
We already
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up
Throw your triple beam up, this is fish scale
I bailed out the county with counterfeit bills
My slang be
the murderas and the
killas and the thugstas,
that be f***in up the ballas and
the dealas and the hustlas,
got me comin at you bokas in the
V.I. while
the V.I.
While they bumpin' Lil' Jon, I'ma brush ya
It's the psycho nigga Twista from Chicago
Rollin' with the Miami nigga, that'll crush ya
We already
(Either way I'm gone shine)
EYG OMG
(And I'm alwayz gone grind)
EYG OMG
(You got to elevate your mind)
6ixx
6ixx (Wave)
I'm in here
Boi I'm home on my
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