I used to pull up on niggas on sight (Sight) We used to pull up on niggas on bikes (Hey, come here) Clarkson, 52nd at the light Spark ´em, Kwendo, tell that boy goodnight (Boom, boom, boom, boom) Ain´t no problems that we can´t handle Niggas is mad, I´m hardly polite (Polite) Put on a mask, then jump in a riot Push on the gas, then push on the light (Ayy) Niggas is mad I call niggas pussy (Ayy) If you feel a way, then niggas is butt (Stupid) Nigga, I´m probably 95th and Clarkson, if I ain´t over there, I´m on The Rutt (Nigga, that´s no way)
Nigg is mad I pull niggas cards, ´cause niggas ain´t spinnin´ Let´s keep it a buck All my real niggas from the Floss that´s out here spinnin´, they know what´s up
Now check my figgie, ayy, check my posture Ayy, check my bop, that bitch gon´ tell ´em that we nada, ayy We different breeds, we from the 9, we don´t do bot-ups, ayy Ayy, check the news, that boy got hit up off his Prada´s, ayy (Ayy)
Man, it´s the robbers, and we back on the the yacht
I don´t care what he jack, I don´t care what he front Man, if they got a problem, then they got no packs Actin´ like y´all don´t know about gang Like, real man niggas crash Talk about hits that we did in the past I hop out this bitch broad day with no mask I send a shooter and I´m in, I´m with the killers, get ´em in Any minute now, waitin´ for a pen, gotta pray to the Lord before I sin I just came back home, off a temp Leave that whole block thinkin´ "Where they went?" Shots goin´ through his window, through his tish Let ´em know I´m on go if they split
Now check my figgie, ayy, check my posture Ayy, check my bop, that bitch gon´ tell ´em that we nada, ayy We different breeds, we from the 9, we don´t do bot-ups, ayy Ayy, check the news, that boy got hit up off his Prada´s, ayy Check my figgie, ayy, check my posture Ayy, check my bop, that bitch gon´ tell ´em that we nada, ayy We different breeds, we from the North, we don´t do bot-ups, ayy (We don´t do bot-ups, Fivi´) Ayy, check the news, that boy got hit up off his Prada´s, ayy (Grr, yeah, look)
Had to stop mentionin´ niggas in songs, ´cause I got too rich
(´Cause I got too, ´cause I got too) Fuck it I´m back on my shit (Baow) 22 ain´t been New York in a minute I look at the swipey nigga as a gimmick That niggas on Live, lyin´, stop pretendin´ I won´t even shoot you, nigga, we can get it (Pussy) I won´t even tell ´em what happened When me and Sosa ran that nigga to CVS When I left, he was out cold I don´t know if that nigga start breathin´ yet (Baow) I´ve seen a friend turn into an opp I´ve seen an opp talkin´ to the cops Niggas is scared goin´ to the rock You nigga keep tweetin´, put him in a box (Grr, baow) I really went on a drill (Drill)
Ebbets Field, had to steal (Had to steal) Face hot (Face hot), fifty still (Baow) Way before I thought I´d get a deal (Baow) I never ran from a L7 Every time I got locked, I was still reppin´ Boy, I need the respect, the real credit Nigga, keep it a buck, I´m built different (Baow)
Now check my figgie, ayy, check my posture Ayy, check my bop, that bitch gon´ tell ´em that we nada, ayy We different breeds, we from the 9, we don´t do bot-ups, ayy Ayy, check the news, that boy got hit up off his Prada´s, ayy Check my figgie, ayy, check my posture Ayy, check my bop, that bitch gon´ tell ´em that we nada, ayy
We different breeds, we from the North, we don´t do bot-ups, ayy Ayy, check the news, that boy got hit up off his Prada´s, ayy
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