Letras
In the field, is you gonna hold it down or is you gonna squeal?
Told my bigger brother, "fuck with me and we gon' touch a mill'"
Blood ties, you gon' get with this, we'll see who's really real
My doggy, is you really gonna bleed for me?
I'ma ride up front, nobody lead for me
Day-ones been tryna switch their motherfuckin' team on me
Shot to his head, I got his dreams on me
Little Reggie died up in that action, he was leaned on me
Now, I don't do apologies, we gon' get you back
Turn your town to white tees and coffin Cadillacs
Spin your block in broad day, at night we spin it back
Kill me before I call in the gunship
I make shit to raise the city's crime rates
631, we get it done, that's just how crime pays
I get drugs and flip 'em at a high rate
631, dog gang until my die day
I make shit to raise the city's crime rates
631, we get it done, that's just how crime pays
I get drugs and flip 'em at a high rate
631, dog gang until my die day