Lyrics:
Baby, tell me that you listenin' to my say so (to my say so)
Tie my tie, sprinkle her face with the mayo
We don't do hand me downs, no, we got plenty
this five year bender
Take me to my city by the bay
I never knew all that I had,
Now Alcatraz don't sound so bad
At least they have a hella fine
Feed the fam boy I put that on these damn goods,
All I got was diabetes and a damn uggg,
People talking down calling me a damn sprug,
Young niggas all
have a gun
Or get done by the worst
Of our trumps for fun pump pump!
Flex, flex, flex flex flex, flex flex
Flex, flex flex flex, flex flex
Oh duck,
regulate the turf I stomp on
Everytime I see some I grabs me gun
Red rum red rum and Inglewood is where I be from
Boom boom bang on I bust back,
And watch him struggle tryna let his last breath out (damn)
You don't wanna do it, but you lost some real niggas that you gotta step out
One more seat left
The paper birds
Let’s talk about the street fightin'
We liked it and never lost it
That's gun riots
Drive by it with no stalkin'
That shit talkin'
Pissed off
Yeah
Same song and dance
Damn, girl, everywhere I go
Same song and dance
I like the way you move, all over the globe
Same song and dance
dancers
Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back
And that'll hurt you like Superman, chased by
God gave me a gun
Said take everyone
Standing in the way
Of what you really want
So I took his advice
Yeah, I never thought twice
Headed out to find
Sometimes it's hard to wake up in the mornin'
Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear 'em anymore
Got me heartbroken, fine, so many babies
Little scrap game but I got a lot of lip
That's why them niggas don’t like me
And always wanna fight me
A dumb nigga hate a smart mouth most likely
Uh, I
I woulda changed it all back, to the past you see
I never woulda let you put your fingers on me
I woulda let you be, keep my hands off the gun
I
say they just do it well I just don't
Times do change mothaf***a' well the gun don't
Woke up this morning with my dick to the ceiling
Fella sleep
n complications listen what I'm sayin
I was to complacent thinking you was always staying
Me n you Bonnie & Clyde when we ride
Guns N' Roses
money, man, it's right here in my face
I got the Devil on my back, I don't wanna be up in that place
My grandma tell me to be safe, I just keep running
Quick to back down
[N] You ya whole crew ya
[L] Quick to back down
[N] Ya'll don't want none of this ya
[L] Quick to back down
[N] And I hate ya'll
of them
But as bad as the worst, so don't test me (get money)
You better move over (get money)
You can be as good as the best of them
But as bad
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, we up in the studio
Woody freezy up in the nassa me, ya easy
We also gon' do support the fleezy
And do the damn theezy how
n9ne and touched for the thug war whose got love for these niggas wit no love at all give a fuck guns clutched only left a ball I know you heard of me
It only take one shot to kill a n**** go get your respect
Ion even got a set I stand on ten like bitch who next
We don't shoot below the neck we get
and just leave
How come I couldn't just see this shit myself?
It's just me, nobody couldn't see the shit I felt
Knowing damn well she wasn't gonna be
think I need a timeout
Sh.. Im geeking and I'm tweaking burning down on this loud
Peacefully all I hear is silence
Now its replaced by sirens... damn
Take a trip down south and put some h**s to work, you hear me
Dirt McGirt, you n****z gon' respect it
I'm drunk and crunk so don't come in my direction
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