Brrrr stick 'em stick 'em... Half one time stick 'em You how the fuck we do it, c'mon Y'all remember that old shit, geah Get 'em
Your block is mine back up We run the whole fucking world chips up (chin chin) We've Gettin in we fit in since the old days L.t.d.'s rode bopping the Gun place, crime place, one swoop in the back - at the 70's coupe Giving like a chicken plucked Four one bitch, everybody fucking From my Crack on the corner, packing, my straps Got a Million reasons so it be's the season, moves the crowd As the bullets hit with no the dots echos through the ghetto hot Flies an eagle Becomes the by the motherfuckin regal Tinted Tyres spin up out yo' set Next right back to see who we can get You want yo' checked (ping) Fools just a car We got yo' ass when we see you r.i.p. on the The way I'm livin don't give no low One I stay low pay no compton, no play no Hit the round we start blastin Out the back Before they the ? ? ? ? in (get up) We niggas fo' (boom) We bust back (boom), the fire, get' em
stick 'em hahaha stick'em... Half ounce one time 'em
Bails around twelve Roam my block the glock Keeps the world stash neighbourhood watch Walks the Dope fiends my pay Late nite hype to so they walk this way 24 is the And if you want that bomb come and spend with me Killas been me Two top (geah) Cars from the streets a diploma Endo In a coma trauma center, slugs hit body Mentality's too sick we leave the party Makes to clean way got yo' spot on quire Shootin a sheriff, we wired so you not try it In my time I find a fuckin need To be paper down red bones chronic With A nigga commits to - his dope One time's trying to stop the chase fo' sho' Oh no no escaping of the ghetto bird As they fly in fast the 5-0 Niggas to listen: pay attention For the on a mission Niggas fo' 'turn the fire, geah
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gettin closer I'm My girl me on my shoulder (wake up) While I'm creepin No worry, the stash and ? ? ? ? ? No assistance pick up the cash Baby keep yo' down low Tear gas through the window, the floor the mask - to the face, you know the s-k clan You to with two mill, the glock in my hand Tear gas a nigga weaker Feds much shit on the loud speaker To the lexus I heard this: she put to up my baby duck down cause I'm about to sweep up Whole niggas in my damn way Guarantee to spittin This is day my pay Fast (geah) Niggas fo' Bust we return the fire (get 'em)
Half ounce one 'em Eihthype one 'em