I was phrased wrong blocks,
at age ten I saw K's and Glock's,
they made it hot around the hood,
kept two blocks up on they hip,
stickin' shit round back muddy,
where they sold rocks at,
that's where I kept them .45's
and the stolen Glocks at,
they used to make a nigga cry,
but I'll be back the next day,
ready to play and keep my
that's when they jostin', I got grown,
since then, all I do is bust a dome,
I'm I'ma tell you, look at you now, bitch,
It ain't no love in my heart,
my nigga gone to that dirt -ass judge
and Head when it's time to go bust
And when I click, I don't think,
guaranteed, you get stank
Off top, nigga, bitch, it's gangsta
You ain't sayin' nothin', bring it, nigga
Off top, bitch, it's gangsta
If I feel it's gettin' real,
And you ain't sayin' nothin',
Bitch, it's gang, bitch, it's gang
If I feel this gettin' real,
for sluttin' with that eye,
You just don't know I'm lookin' hard, huh
I got a mind frame, mind slang,
Learned the hustlin' shit from Bronson,
learned the gangsta shit from Trey
Oh, well, I gots to holla, dab,
and shake ups in a song like this
Cause D .D. here creepin',
bust your dome, your bitch
It's for my head busters, my wig spills,
So turn it on when you ridin'
Keep it gangsta and still
Keep those shoes tied online
just in case you gotta scope
It's a worldwide struggle, nigga
And I get free flamel to hide
I'm in a tinny bucket hollin',
fuck it, slidin' on my gloves
and I'm loadin' up my slugs
I spot him, let me out, I got him
Walked up on him, he hollin', I pop it
Fuck you, nigga, bitches gangsta
You ain't sayin' nothin',
Bitches gang, bitches gang
If I feel it's gettin' real
Bitches gang, bitches gang
Oh, you ain't sayin' nothin',
Bitches gang, bitches gang
If I feel it's gettin' real
I'm comin' kill nigga, bitches gang
You wanna take it to some gangsta shit?
In the streets all week, tryna see me a step
A nigga make me feel played,
I ain't gon' play bout that
Me and Lil B on your street
Under your house layin' flat,
Through the floor for the crack
and the keys to the latch
Man, I can't see this shit no other way
With this motherfuckin' throwaway,
I shoot up your momma protege
Money, cars, clothes, hoes till I go away
it's gonna be some trigger play
Bitches, gangs, air time,
But with this nine, I'ma spank air time
Come on and score your line,
On the grind with that iron,
blowin' pines, straight gang
Bitches gang, you ain't seein'
bitches gang, bitches gang
If I feel it's gettin' real
Bitches gang, bitches gang,
Outta, bitches gang, bitches gang,
if I feel it's gettin' real
Bitches Gangs, Louisiana, Florida,
Bitches Gangs, Mis sissippi,
Alabama, St. Louis, and Tennessee
California, across the bay
Bitches Gangs, New York City,
Bitches Gangs, Bitches Gangs
Raced by gangs, played wrong games
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