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I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his pants up
He
to play with sticks
I was the first young nigga shootin'
bitch, I was the first nigga with a stick
Fifteen years old, G Pharaoh had me robbin' all
All i want is the backends, so im stackin' that cake up
Guess im just like Yo Gotti, 'cuz im just tryna rake up
Countin' cash till the sunset,
name under the hood, Yo Gotti,
Sometimes I think back, I could of went fed, this a chance in a lifetime I gotta think ahead
I got base in the trunk,
(ghetto's shiest')
Drug deals, and young niggas gettin' killed
I ain't gotta tell you that my ghetto real
Take a walk through my ghetto life (ghetto life)
yeah
Im thuggin
Got the choppa on the back seat
For any nigga that wanna gone mean mug me
Yeah
I'm thuggin
Yeah yeah
I'm thuggin
Name a ni**** in
(ghetto's shiest')
Drug deals, and young niggas gettin' killed
I ain't gotta tell you that my ghetto real
Take a walk through my ghetto life (ghetto life)
a hall of fame of drug dealers
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas (Shh)
Big stepper, we'll stomp
yo' fitted
Four-by-four, I'm in a Benz
Ridin' 'round with Fee
Nigga Instagram thuggin'
They don't want no beef
I'ma pull up where you be
You talkin'
Yo ill will, ruff ryders
What what, straight like that
You a killer or a hustler, dealer or customer
Gangsta or buster, youngster or old nigga
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I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
[Chorus: x2 Ludacris]
If you a lame motherfucker, get yo' ass out!
I'm from the A, I came to party 'til I pass out!
So if you with me and you
shit" in his blood stream
That's the life of a grimy, real live crimey
If niggas know that habit's behind me
Day one, yo, growin' all up in the ghetto
fake watch busters
And they ain't teach savin' money to young niggas
Young warriors, I wanna see them all in position
Best to have it on you, hope you
Yo once a pimp gets threats
That's right, that's the, the that's, that's threats them
And I'm serious about mine, I'm so sincere
And I, nigga I'll
the three-o-to-four pound
Hit a nigga dead in his wig - FUCK IT!!
Yo, too many bitch-ass-niggas think they got a lot
And I'ma dead these wannabe heads with
write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his
write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his
Real, real niggas, that's all I gotta say
You fuckin' with the real, you ball to get gusted
Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit'
Protected by
you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!
[1st Verse: [Silkk The Shocker & Master P]]
[Silkk The Shocker]
See, I'm a N-O, nigga L-I
nigga wanna touch me
But you know it turn out ugly, ooh
Frank Sinatra with John Gotti in a Maybach
That's just me and my engineer, hope it don't go
Young nigga thuggin' for a reason
Pro'ly cause it's all that they teach him
I come through killin' every season
Pray they don't call the policeman
grеw up
I can say it ain’t my fault
Straight out the Nawf, nigga
Know that I’m thuggin'
When I was young, used to fuck on my cousin
Breakin' in houses,
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