Lyrics:
1st Chorus
2x
For Big Folkz I go crazy
For Lil Folkz I go crazy
100 shots for the ops
All my n****s go crazy
All my n****s go crazy
All my
G-town
I am the kid
Straight from the G
And you n****s shouldn't know about me
I am the kid
Straight from the G
And you n****s shouldn't know about me
I'm
none of these n****s I'm making sure me and my mama rich
I ain't worrying bout b***hes, that's worrying bout b****es
Cause baby girl, this is my
slingin'iron
N***a bustin' two thangs, tryna protect my fuckin' Life, in these streets, n****s
Across, can't picture me layin' dead, in the casket, Arm crossed,
These n****s talking
Like they bout it
But they ain’t one of us
I got a bad lil thing for shawty
She sip the double cup
I’m tatted up,
don’t
Hellcat it blow dust at you n****s Sonya Blade
N****s know I keep a hammer like I'm Shao Kahn
I ain't talkin' bout no Reptile
But some of my n****s slime
been keeping it so low them n****s don't where I'm at now
If I'm mistreated then n**** I'll see ya I put that on stacks now
Imma go hit up my city cuz
Same shit just a different day, same lick just a bigger pay
These pussy n****s prey
I tell my n****s pray that’s all I can say
The hand I was dealt
[Chorus]
Drag-On, n****s act on
Messin' wit' the team - it's gon' be a sad song
X will bring the day and the night
'Cause we get it right, get it
a lift
And now I'm poppin' my cris
You n****s all on my dick
I want to change the world
You want to change ya life
I wouldn't a put up a fight
Spurting, Spiritual, Lyrics
Like the Holy Koran
N****s get Shook Like 5-0
My 4-5 gun is next to me when we ride
Plus Survival
Money Making plans
Pistol
[Styles Paniro]
Yo, yo, I could keep my eyes closed still reading the signs
Young n****s think they hungry then you feed 'em a nine
Might kidnap
Wrangler
Showin' this new drug that I had, n****s it's danger
Spittin' Basquiat, I'm a painter
Every hard verse, great off work, you can hang up
No need
Uh, you make a lot of mistakes in life
Those same mistakes keep callin' us back, pullin' us in
What the f***'s wrong with n****s?
[Chorus:]
Like give me a lace, perky
N****s know I'm moving sturdy
Ever since my mom hurt me
I won't call no bitch worthy
cin't nothing in his world
Love is
Yea yea
It's some n****s that I know
That died cuz of the streets
Look in the sky I pray
To god he have my soul to keep
My uncle shot a n****a
(N****s out there jealous cuz we be bailin' with Death Row
They try to playa hate
But they can't fade us tho'
We be mobbin' through tha
as s*** I still carry a stick
They talking s*** but they know it ain't no fear in me
N****s be talking that s*** like it's Scaring me
I can't even lie I
Say I just walked in
And these bitches lookin'
Big dog, on vet shit
I ain't never been a rookie
Don't fuck with these n****s
'Cause these n****s
Oh shit that’s me
Oh this jawn about to wavy
Right
Haha
Chea
Just spent a check on a Cuban Link, so I’m a need me a Cuban Braud
All of my n****s do
Tekken
She remind me of LiLi, say she taste sweet like kiwi
Why all these n****s wanna be me?
Why all these hatin' n****s see me cause they lazy watching
sneakin meals
How you go fed on yo own n****s boy you weak for real
We slide wit double straps we catch one gotta double back
Cus f**k it n****s tryna get
flexing on these bitches
Stay flexing on these n****s
Hit they ass with the stiff arm
Keep it going
I don't know your pain
You don't know my pain
They
I ain't the only n***a out here
Steady tryna get paid
N****s hitting new lows
25 for a trey
I ain't the only n***a out here
Steady tryna get paid
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