Lyrics:
Back up, give a nigga space
Haven't been to sleep like in two days
48
Man, I'm on the clock
Watch me rise to the top
Beatin down ya block with these
The less work I got on me, the better
Undercovers might blitz this bitch whenever
I used to play the block hoodied up
Servin' every car as they pullin' up
Bailing Down the scene
Steppin in my Nudy raw jeans
Keep my laces tucked tight
Get money by any means
Hunnid racks bussing out my jeans
Pink fifties
you, he need his Rogaine razor blade
Dancin' down ya center this the Soul Train
I'm from where you had to pick a
Side and then defend ya block
Where
many, confronted by none
I trust two guys, one's God, and one is my gun
Jada is the nice guy, 'kiss is the monster
D-Block and double R is my sponsor
my niggas a kin to me
Regardless how it go down I still get ten a ki
Beware of my enemies, y'all remember me
Nike's with the low goose on and I've
trickin' and my Tribe
Be on a Quest like Tip and them
On every avenue puttin' the full clip in em
Splittin' and strippin' em down while spittin' a round
down, Jhene Aiko
Gotta keep Glock in the fanny, nigga, you not finna ham me, huh
Put a body on a ratchet, I feel like Dr. Miami
Niggas tryna ride my
On and on and on and on and on and on and
Over the backs of the lines as we growl, mutherfucker
We are livin' in the last motherfuckin' days
This is Revelations
If it don't go down now
through songs and shit
On me, that's on me
Raise up, nigga, you are not the homie
Bitch I'm well-connected from my section down to Long Beach
Fumblin'
ain't got time for no pussies or parties or pamperin' (I don't)
I ain't got time to be stoppin' and flexin
I've got to bar down (bar down)
Get my reps in
cup fulla drank
Beatin' up the block in the dark blue tank
Bullet proof vest on my chest for the cause
Dig in my draws for them muthafuckin' laws
the bands so I can feed the baby
In the fast lane, speedin' in a Mercedes
In the fast lane, beatin' down the block when I'm home
She said I just gotta call
down or play me?
Slidin' through the opps' hood
I'm skatin' 'Cause I can't leave these
Streets alone, I'm sorry, baby
I'm sorry, i been in these streets
I'll drag your ass for four blocks
Dunk your head in Clorox, use your dreads for my floor mop
Gay or straight, my Papermate'll do a date rape
Zee
slap this beat
Yeah, I just got done
Beatin' my motherfuckin' wife
You guys were in sync
Tory, take over, go crazy
Uh, uh, uh, uh, takе over
Fucked
you know
Ridin' rims real good down Old National
It's trappable, two bed, Jacuzzi bath, it's natural
Puttin' cheese in the stash, un-taxable
D'evils beatin' me down, boo
Got me runnin' with guys, makin' G's, tellin' lies that sound true
Come test me, I never cower
For the love of money, son,
my niggas a kin to me
Regardless how it go down I still get ten a ki
Beware of my enemies, y'all remember me
Nike's with the low goose on and I've
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
tie gag
Forget the life had, now we all rebels
Everything burnt down includin' the ghetto
We can see 4 miles the land it's major rubble
And debris from
boys or blocks, my nigga
'Cause it's hell
What we gotta go through, and only time will tell
When the pain is over, I'm down on my knees
Lord keep
see you licked down, laying by the
That's the sound of the police
And the badges on their chest be the mark of the beast
Fuck the police man, I
and kick it wit' me for a minute
Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!
Y'all ready know what it is, hey,
We gone swing by some
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