Where is the nigga to vouch for me? Boy, that nigga is dead as dead (Dead as dead) I gotta watch what I say on this mic ´cause I ain´t tryna go to feds (I ain´t tryna go to feds) I told the bitch to close her leg ´cause I just want the head (I just want the top) I can´t fall for none of these bitches, I´m tryna stay ahead (That´s facts, nigga)
Huh, huh, I was on the block with a G-lock (G-lock) Uh, uh, you can tell the police all these guns props (All these guns props) Uh, uh, got the streets on fire, in a headlock (In a headlock) Uh, uh, runnin´ niggas down, give ´em head scars (Boom)
Uh, uh, give this bitch some bread so she can get the lo´ (So she can send the low) Uh, uh, load up all the sticks, nigga, it´s time to go (It´s time to slide) Uh, uh, you call him granny, the way he servin´ ´bows (The way he servin´ ´bows) Ayy, he just locked the wrist, he steady on the stove (Damn) Blocka-blocka, that´s that loud sound from this Drac´, nigga Skrrt, skrrt, left a nigga dead on his face, nigga Ha-ha, ask him how it feel when that heat hit him Blocka-blocka, call me gravediggers, I six-feet niggas (Six-feet niggas) Ayy, shots what he love, he sent the chase, nigga (He sent the chase, nigga) Uh, like to get up close, hit in face niggas (Bang)
Uh, babysittin´ bitches, had to train them (Had to train them) Uh, uh, yeah, she with them niggas, but that´s gang them (But that´s gang them)
Where is the nigga to vouch for me? Boy, that nigga is dead as dead (That nigga is dead as dead) I gotta watch what I say on this mic ´cause I ain´t tryna go to feds (I ain´t tryna go to feds) I told the bitch to close her leg ´cause I just want the head (I just want the top) I can´t fall for none of these bitches, I´m tryna stay ahead
Yeah, you know that money be Takin´ away my pain, feel like it´s numbin´ me
From the streets He ain´t nothin´ like me if he don´t dump his yeek What a week I damn near passed out, another hundred G´s Hope he don´t see snake inside my face and think it´s somethin´ sweet Triple cross, we whacked the biggest dog, stood over, punished him Bake a cake so big ´til it´s enough to cut lil´ bruh a piece Fuck a chase Better not turn away the day you see my face Or you goin´ to heaven gates Your folks up there, you´ll tell ´em, "Wait" Better days, even the devil pray he send a brick of Hank Way before that ´nyl made us stars, we was all at war
We all know who wasn´t and who was, get inside them cars Bend until they feelings gone, send ´em sittin´ in front of God, nigga
Where is the nigga to vouch for me? Boy, that nigga is dead as dead (That nigga is dead as dead) I gotta watch what I say on this mic ´cause I ain´t tryna go to feds I told the bitch to close her leg ´cause I just want the head I can´t fall for none of these bitches, I´m tryna stay ahead
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