Tito Easto (feat. Slick Mack)
Young Club
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Called bro, let's get in traffic We riding, smoking, laughing I see some oppers, they rolling past us, they talking, capping Don't know we bout that action Stop at the light, and I told him, "When it go green..." He stopped me, said, "Bro, we finna catch them!" Don't tote no Smith and Wesson, I need some real protection Stop at the light again, caught them lacking, they caking, texting Unload the clip, it's 100, that Ak-47 Your momma crying, your casket ready, you need a reverend Don't run your mouth, if you unfamiliar with who you facing Though I look peaceful, but murderous as the heart of Jason The doctors rushing, and running, trying to resuscitate you Your momma gave you life, promise you boy I'm finna take it I'm Tito Easto, my plug out in Puerto Rico Quick to pull out the shotty, these streets are making me evil I'm lethal, they call me Gotti, the way I'm running this ish I'm automatic with this, the choppers dumping them quick Said you'll respect me, then oppers had to go and try and test me I swerve on them in the Lexy, I heard they after my pressies I heard they talking bout metal, they say they ready for war I never see competition, my hitters bringing the noise, but Back to the story, unloaded and gave them change My homie swerved in the Range, left bullet casings and brains It's, paranoia, or maybe it's intuition But I hear the sound of police sirens off in the distance So we gone, hitting the E way doing 100 No time to collect my thoughts, my cell is ringing, it's money My homie just hit me line, said he need two Ps I told him give me a second and meet me out on the east cause The game chess boy And for my checks boy Imma bring war, and ain't nobody finna rest boy I'm obsessed with the paper, fill my flesh with the vapors Came in this world with not a dime, now I'm flexing with Franklins Gripping the grain, piff through my veins, switching through lanes F*ck the police, I'm hollering til I'm 6 I'm the grave Infrared shit, it's time to hit the exit Cause nothings more powerful a drug then respect is He told me meet him at the docks, that ain't happening I'm feeling paranoid, cause, how they know my action plan Driver been taking a lot lip We done had a bunch of wars, but I ain't seen him fire shit Ok, said east, but we heading west Got 15 minutes till I'm gone, hope he get the message Take a pit stop, had to drop some shit off Told him meet me right on Pendleton and Fifth dog Got up out the car, he was looking blue Like the 5-0, tell me that it wasn't you Boom, driver dead, so I'm serious It's two ways out, with me, or with a body bag No time to lallygag, time is of the essence You know me, I shoot first then ask second I ain't gone say it again, you gone burn with this Lex, or gone get in this van F*ck you mean, I ain't tripping, better drive my nigga Tito Easto at least gone survive my nigga He like, "Take you to the safe house?", naw my nigga In these mother fucking streets I'm a God my nigga Imma take you up to paradise, you can be my angel You can be Lucifer, or you can be Gabriel Your now promoted to enforcer And only way out, family tree getting tortured
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