Sci-Fire presents The Gift.
Sapphire on the speedway.
Blaze burning on the hook.
Per all the verses.
H-Town, Texas.
Oh, man.
Sure.
Yeah, we talking about the whole
All the way around.
The streets try to come home, place keeps occupying
Shut up.
You don't wanna be my man.
Oh, you nigga.
Take time to the depth of me.
I read with all the breath to me.
It's called loyalty.
This is where all the beats.
I understand the code.
I live or die by it.
Act like you know before you get your ass blindsided.
To be undermined, you gotta be understood.
Make it very clear.
Ain't no bitches over here.
So when you see them H's up, that's the union call.
No, we ain't tripping.
But we wishin' the niggas set it off Cause we'll set it off as quick as they set it up
Keep lying pussy.
Like you ain't wet enough.
Me and the homies stay trying to fuck.
Hanging around drums, I try to speak.
Beat it up.
Yeah.
And then it's back to the ball.
Back to the ball.
Boom, boom.
I can hear that lean calling to crush some of Elmer's buns.
Round with the top down, all shiny shots, yeah, yeah.
Always, always rep my time.
Each time stay down, man.
I swear to God.
North side, south side, stand up.
East side, west side, where you at?
South, West, South, West, South, East, South, East.
I always rip my tongue, nigga.
Time circle.
Get my crow.
Know what I'm saying?
Hey, I'm still reppin', baby.
I'm still on the grind.
I'm in the game.
Haters on the sideline crying.
Want to see me fall.
You can see me ball.
Baby bottle's full of oil.
I guess we finna crowd.
Gentlemen, on that Tupac, that poor Mackle, man, his muggle drank up the kushmokers too soon.
That's to get my paper before my life ends.
Because your life could end soon as your life ends.
Crabs in a bucket.
Tails want to hold you back.
Catch them in the streets.
Get a bitch ass a heart attack And all you niggas rappin' like y'all some real G's
Y'all ain't gangsters, man.
The real gangsters overseas.
Motherfucker, please.
How you gonna guess my quote?
The dope travel in the plane, trains, cars, and boats.
Bitch, I've been body.
I've been reppin' this.
It's time to the graveyard of fitness.
To the city of South with the top of the spread.
You always rip my tongue.
H-Megas.
Red Montana Your stone takes home
He's trying to come whole place, keep talking, keep saying, keep talking, I'm a loud and strong man.
Hey.
Hey, I'm going to drop my time like a post.
to go.
Clutch City, bitch.
Scrooge from Texas Coast to know.
The eights wide up, watch how you approach us.
Hold on, end up on the second.
Where the niggas let them poachers go For real And them young niggas wild and hard They feel how they gon' experience
As soon as they find you caught.
This is the city of therapy up in this bitch.
Stop at the store, grab a soda, come and get your business fixed.
And then Kush takes a gun with a mule kick Dad screamin' fuck with a mule dick
It is what it is.
Y'all can buy with us, nigga.
Since AC and J. Dalton.
Young Hogs.
Snatchin' bellies out the galley, goin' band for band.
Gucci stole, Louis stole, Shannon brand for brand.
brand.
V Live, We Live, this the fourth largest.
The city in this bitch nigga and this hoe is gone.
With the top pushed back, I hope I won't get slapped.
That ripped my tongue
It's up, you faggot.
It's up.
I will never let you.
Well, my turn.
Bye.
Thank you.