Lyrics:
Straight up, nigga
Motherfuckin' Southside, nigga (word up)
Brooklyn, what
We gonna do it just like this man
Straight to your whole area (yo, yo)
for my bruda
Get money with my bruda
Rob a bank with my bruda
My bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
My bruda, my shooter
It's up, nigga
Yeah, you know me by name
You know me by name, you know me by gang gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
You know me by name (it's
When Nuski died, yea I cried
He got killed by the feds
And all this pain that I felt
When I let him to rest
You was my friend and my backbone
Now I'm
Cause being born with his life's like being born with a life sentence
Young niggas on that murder rob steal kill
And Lil baby drop it to the floor for
time dope game cocaine.." > Scarface
"Boy don't test me I'm gettin tired of teachin lessons.." > Scarface
[Lil' Troy]
Lil' Troy
Straight up, nigga
Motherfuckin' Southside, nigga (word up)
Brooklyn, what
We gonna do it just like this man
Straight to your whole area (yo, yo)
(Snitch niggas)
Keep a chopper like my name was Harley-Davidson (Boom boom)
See these chains on my neck, go 'head and rob it (Go 'head and rob it)
I put
Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job
Boobie gave me game
We used to sell dope and rob
I left a stain off in Carol City
My last name should
up?)
Lil' mama pull up tryna burn something (what's up, what's up, what's up?)
It ain't a loss if you learn from it (what's up, what's up, what's up?)
a Nigga
Would try to play
You live and ya die but get money in between that's the motto everyday
I'm all on the north side reppin
Southside Nigga home
Southside coolin cruising on a Sunday
I Pull-up til the light
Sun glaring in my face
I look to left
Bad bitch all up in my face
Just Dm me
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, yea yeah
Leave my hands dirty, I'ma bury that nigga
Live by the gun, you gon' be first, lil' nigga
Finger on the trigger, don't
rob 'em
Aaaaaaaaayye
I fell in love with this money and Violence
Aaaaaaaaayye
Strap by my side, who the fuck want Them problems
Whip
In the kitchen
Southside they call that.
Don’t go over there, shit, I be skating too
So don’t go over there,
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, (over there)
Clap,
Drive up 95
Drive up 85
If shit gets sticky
Then it's grot dada dadada
Bad lil joint
Used to scoop her from the eastside
Know she a queen she raised by
Drive up 95
Drive up 85
If **** gets sticky
Then it's grot dada dadada
Bad lil joint
Used to scoop her from the eastside
Know she a queen she raised by
gorilla stitch
40 years go by man still snitch
Niggaz fronted on Zeek man still I itch
No hammers that night Goddamn man
It was amateur night I played
yours nigga
I don't give no fuck, nigga
Gang shit
One one one, huh
Grrr, bow, bow bow
Shoot us a spot, run from the cops, fuck on a thot
Go rob
Christian
(Southside)
Hendrix
Yeah
I'm closing down my options, just hopin' you staying true
Keepin' exclusive, that's how you hold me down
My
Say she wanna kick it wit a n**** out the southside
Take you on a vaca to the island, let the time fly
Got the kinda money i can spend it in
H-A-Dub-K, Lil B, yeah we gon make it
We gon make it, we gon make it
They see me stepping out thoed
Guerilla Maab type thug representing for
to
Staying out late no plate in a o two
Riding through the city pull-up might rob you
Been down bad tell a homie let me get that
Split that bag with the homies
to
Staying out late no plate in a 02
Riding through the city pull up might rob you
Been down bad tell a homie let me get that
Split that bag with the homies
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