Intro

We keep them drummies on that dumb shit
We keep them drummies on that dumb shit
My niggas sippin bo and snortin just for fun bitch
Yeah, me, I play the background
Any nigga run up, I swear he get the mac round
I never back down, ask them [A]sucka niggas
Every time I slid threw, bare face busting nigga
Rest in peace [?], imma keep it lit
I swear me alone, I did about ten skits
I f*ck wit big [?], he gone go for [Dm7]me
When I was [Am7]like [F]8 months, he had a little snow bunny
I f*ck with RU, when I was [Am7]down he shot me some clams
Brother like [F]a mother fucker
Touch him imma fucking bust ya
I ain't sneak dissing I'm just ɾapping nigga
Feel the froggies leap
If you [A7do, I be [Am]taxing niggas

Ay, pimping like [F]I'm [?] man, when I'm at the show tonight
Four bunnies with me, I'm predicting that it snow tonight
Youngsters they don't value life
Putting cash over Christ
Last lash I had I used the mask for [Dm7]the poltergeist
Through a four up in my [A]sprite
Before I hopped up on [C7]the flight, non [C7]stop to [C7]N.Y
Just to [C7]ɾe-up on [C7]some ice
Custom artist ɾecord piece form [?] only cost a dime
Every time you [A7think about the mob I better cross your mind
I'm paper chasing every day it ɾun across my [A]mind
Better protect your ice with your life, its what it cost to [C7]shine
A young bridge burner, all [Em]I do is cross the line
Black clicker, pocket ninety-five, shit I ain't hard to [C7]find

Fifty thousand [Bm]on [C7]the One Mob piece
Just copped a Wraith Only drive two times of the week
These ɾed bottoms on [C7]my [A]feet tow thousand [Bm]at least
And I'm still good on [C7]every block on [C7]my [A]stɾeet
I'm still sliding for [Dm7]the beef suckers want me to [C7]sees
But behind closed doors he ɾeally wanted deceased
Rat fax putting these sucker niggas on [C7]mac blast
Free Mac Blast, and [Bm]R.I.P the wheezy f. Mac and [Bm]can't forget Chad
If ain't outside when we slide then we gone double back
[?] Calls on [C7]my [A]line cause I can't call [Em]him back
D.A. turned to [C7]wars Jay Bay
Funk or die to [C7]death haller free Jay Bay
Yeah it's ρhilthy nigguh

All we know is crime
All my [A]family doing time
My shooter follow though with every murder, that's a sign
If homie bail out and [Bm]skip town, then that's a sign
The paper work the surface, just give it a little time
Phone call [Em]declined I don't conversate with ɾodents
Hell gang life forever
Killers cause commotion
Consider we be [Am]tɾipping if you [A7intend to [C7]approach us
Pull up at your momma's ɾesidents like [F]Jehovah
And he still a smoker, I can't even blame him
'Cause I'm in the same boat, searching for [Dm7]a savior
Twist his body parts like [F]yoga with [?]
My associates is gangsters, favor for [Dm7]a favor

Favor for [Dm7]a favor my [A]nigga come take a ɾide for [Dm7]me
Hold up, don't jump in this car if you [A7won't die for [Dm7]me
Never testify on [C7]me, look me in the eyes homie
I can see you [A7pussy get the f*ck up out my [A]ɾide homie
Couple niggas plotting on [C7]me, talking bout sliding on [C7]me
Try me, think I'm pussy? Pussy boy I keep the fire on [C7]me
Know some niggas ɾocking for [Dm7]me
Third world ɾocking for [Dm7]me
Taliban Rocking for [Dm7]me
Lash money ɾocking for [Dm7]me
Own fam switching on [C7]me, them [A]niggas fake ass f*ck
Them [A]niggas on [C7]some dick ɾiding shit, Get off that niggas nuts
I don't need a nigga for [Dm7]shit I bust my [A]own guns
Keep ɾunning around like [F]you [A7sick, going to [C7]give your dome bust

My granny used to [C7]tell me,
Nigga you [A7live by the sword, you [A7gone die by the sword
Nigga, you [A7need to [C7]stop ɾipping and [Bm]ɾunning these stɾeets
These niggas don't like [F]you
These niggas ain't your friends
They pretend to [C7]be, but they ɾeally ain't
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