Lyrics:
[M.Bleek]
Huh?
Yeah
M-e-m-p-h-i-s Bleek
Y'all punk ass niggaz
Check it out yo
[Chorus]
Is you a thug nigga?
Then bust a slug nigga
It's no love
niggaz and jackin' fo yo clothes
And have you runnin' round like college girls exposed
My Tulane niggaz you knowin' they stayin' strapped
Beside DJ Paul
bringin it home, time for transition
Don't talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
by any means,
Thats why they hate on em
Fuck all that talking i get it
These niggaz flopping and flodging
I shoot my shot ima hit it
And you come up short these
near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By the waist
and you know I Stay smokin that
Gas
What u nighaz gone do
I stay bout my money chasing up a Mf bag
What you niggaz gone do
What you niggaz gone do
What
[talking]
Look here, you know what I mean, I done did a lot of
shit in my life, Yo Gotti, street raised street paid...
[chorus]
I'ma sell my dope
[Verse 3]
Ey yo my niggaz stay on the job and if there's any drama involved
We grip shotguns, maddex are the one's that revolve
See me hoppin out a gray
keys I cooked up
Now all my niggaz, makin' major figgaz.
Mobb shit, the type of shit you out committin' a lick
Pistol whip them nigga to death
right? Am I wrong? Tryin to protect my life
when these killers want me they gonna catch me one night
I don't play, yo we spray, the game is delayed
nigga
Street nigga, it’s beef nigga we eat niggaz
Redrum, shotgun, flee flicker.
My street niggaz my street niggaz
My street niggaz, my street
nigga
Street nigga, it's beef nigga we eat niggaz
Redrum, shotgun, flee flicker.
My street niggaz my street niggaz
My street niggaz, my street
when I can dramatize?
Niggaz fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin' I've been blessed given riches
Enemies suspicious 'cause I'm
Fiend up by my side, my enemy bound to die
Got no mercy in my eyes label Gotti one of the realest
[Chorus x2]
I was born a bastard, my pops was
filled 'em with the lugars from they Rugers
or they Desert, dyin ain't the shit but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my niggaz bring the riot
Giving cats
rock
make your heart stop cause I'm bout it
Jack you like a New Jersey drive
My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride
Creep with these
I gots to pay bills
And these niggaz can't stand me
Got this ho that said she wanna suck my dick for candy
Gotta watch out for these dope fiends cause
fucks ain't got no gat
I don't even think y'all niggaz ain't seen no blood
I can tell by the way y'all act
I can tell how you talk ain't 'bout no war
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties
and the diamond rings
Dedicated, cause real niggaz do real things
Word up, real things, real niggaz do real things
Yo, movin on
Through his eyes I seen
the earth and crawl
Call me J-O-B cause I'm workin y'all
I'm workin' y'all, I ain't unemployed I got my hustle up
Y'all funny style niggaz got me bustin'
rock
make your heart stop cause I'm bout it
Jack you like a New Jersey drive
My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride
Creep with these
properly hear
Frequency so loud shatter couple a pair in yo' chandelier
Now when I'm in the place, give me my space!
Nothin' left for me to do, my niggaz
Don't fuck around in tha grave and yo
Brains'll be hangin' damaged by
Everyday we see mo' niggaz hatin', fakin', playa hatin'
It's getting contagious,
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