Letras
You say you the plug then we pulling your cord like umbilical
Aint giving no passes im running with criminals
Aint taking no disses so fuck the subliminals
Hit the block up send the opps to the medical
Set the shop up junkies coming its typical
Know how im boming these niggas can't fuck with you
In the field with some troops, hell naw we aint ducking you
Gang, gang
Block life, Baby life
Catch me a opp then its on sight
Pour me the lean make me feel right
You gone off a pill you can't kill right
Chopper came with a red dot sight
You catch one them niggas its green light
It's fuck how they feel, they can't heal right
Trap doing backflips, gotta get my money right
On the block all day till I see the damn night
Block get hot when you start see the blue lights
Get your ass took off, boy you being too nice
If I ain't have no fye, nigga then I had two knives
Boy you finna die so your ass better think twice
Cause you can't live twice
Gotta worry bout your kids
Gotta worry bout your wife
She don't give a fuck, probably fucked a nigga last night
And your son fucked up cause his trap got no lights
And when they put me under you go see some real thugs cry
And when they put me under you go see some real thugs die
Fuck all the opps, fuck both sides
Big EBK i'm outside
Y'all niggas don't be outside
And you say your block hot, that's a damn lie
Y'all aint even got jays up on the curb side
Pull up to your side, do a homicide
Fuck 12 nigga they aint finna ride
Call Velly up like im finna slide
So you already know Velly wanna slide
Slide back to back, like we putting in over time
Me and my twin got two nines
Smack a opp with the fye, like what you finna do now
He broke as the fuck, he aint got shit to lose now
Boy you better shoot now
Pop at your top, now you looking like a coupe now
Band gang thugging I pull up with two straps
Baby life thugging I pull up with two vamps
These hoes gone fuck, so I pulled up with two tramps
Pass that hoe to the gang, but they not tryna hit that
Yuh, yuh
30 bands lick boy you know we finna split that
Yuh, yuh, yuh
And we wacked all the opps, boy you know they want get back
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Draw down on a lick, little nigga where that shit at
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Baby life nigga can't fuck with us
Two fyes on me little nigga I double clutch
Aint going for nothing, hell naw I don't give a fuck
Wrap your ass up, put your ass in a Bentley truck
Foe nem get high, they taking to many drugs
You wanna slide, let do it lets get in some
I'm on the nine, with four corner hustlers
Broke as the fuck, little boy you a buster
You not getting money, she don't wanna fuck you