Текст песни
Bitch I made it but I still be in the slums
Heart cold fill it up wit mud
A nigga test my gangster I'm gon fill em up wit slugs
Just got off the phone wit plug he said OZ for a dub took a dub
Bitch I made it but I still be in the slums
Heart cold fill it up wit mud
A nigga test my gangster I'm gon fill em up wit slugs
Just got off the phone wit plug he said OZ for a dub took a dub
Movin militant can't settle for a scrub
Up pole n stick em up even the police get corrupt
Hit downer for some guns that'll make a sucka run
They say JT you a menace I just do this shit for fun onna thugs
Imma Paint em red Portrait this choppa built like norbit
Baby bad gorgeous this money still important
Raised around some killers all they knowledge I absorb it
A nigga want some problems I bring problems but they forfeit
Speakin on the gang
But can't hang
Niggas ain't the same
These niggaz snakes
Niggas say they shootin but they really got no aim
They can't even rub the paint
They can't even get no pape
Made a tribe wit some apes we gon do a nigga tragic
This shit just don't happen we pull up get it crackin
This 40 automatic gon make em do a backflip
Ball out cashin
Still up in the hood
Bitch I made it but I still be in the slums
Heart cold fill it up wit mud
A nigga test my gangster I'm gon fill em up wit slugs
Just got off the phone wit plug he said OZ for a dub took a dub
Bitch I made it but I still be in the slums
Heart cold fill it up wit mud
A nigga test my gangster I'm gon fill em up wit slugs
Just got off the phone wit plug he said OZ for a dub took a dub
As a youngin I be holdin all this pressure
Bitches in my face hold up wait they can't never
Doin all I can while I'm sippin on this pleasure
You said you's gonna kill me but I swear it makes me better
Heart so cold but I swear I change the weather
Pockets so heavy yours just light as a feather