We keep in line We keep in line
Hashtag, hashtag, hashtag us.
Ask kids, ask kids, ask kids what?
You gotta keep it real on your block.
Make sure y'all keep looking out.
Throw your faggots in your head.
Shit head.
Keep it real, real.
I keep it real on the Bible.
saying a lot.
Staying headed, coming close won't keep
play here to get away like true or not everybody dance dance throw your hands in the sky like
If you livin' a lot, show me the money Like Jerry Maguire, people be lasin' Like Michael
Robbery, one of three, and now you're doing the front.
Don't stop dancing like Eddie and John.
If I'm not on your board, then I'm writing a rhyme.
Click.
Try to get them through your time.
If I go with a girl, she got to be a dime.
Like many boy hot, you know he know they come.
So the hash is your challenge.
Keep it live.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Cause I'm the best, a lightweight, but I hit like the heavy champ, every round that's ranked.
He's sharp and fettish, he ain't curly, he ain't pretty, but don't think I'm sweet.
I ain't takin' a few seconds for you to hit the concrete I'm underestimated, but my flows is crucial Not a big thug, but I turn one into a fool I got a life to learn, but my concern's my survival When the engine off the block is dead, it becomes my rival Girls lookin' at me, they be like, yo, city's cool But never hit a grope when I'm cooked to get the root, uh-huh
Do you keep it real on your block?
No doubt.
Is your block really live, y'all?
Of course.
Ask kids on the rise, y'all.
No doubt.
Can we leave this track right here?
Uh-huh.
Do you keep it real on your block?
No doubt.
Is your block really live, y'all?
Of course.
Ask kids on the rise, y'all.
No doubt.
Can we leave this track right here?
Uh-huh.
We don't bail niggas too many times on the street.
Rappin' niggas jeeps and they blastin' with the heat.
The hash kids here, they know the deal when we kill.
A nigga robbin' steel just for our dollar bills, what's he love?
A shooter with the gat in the back.
They know we stay black with the automatic on attack.
My niggas misery, we goin' down in history.
It's like a style of history.
Y'all niggas know the deal, definitely skilled.
So all y'all niggas chill, count the dollar bills.
Walkin' down the street with all my locust niggas.
Rappin' with the hash with all the dopest niggas.
Back in there.
What?
What?
What?
You been real on your block?
Did you block Billy Lavia?
Of course.
Ask is on the rise, y'all.
Can we lease this track right now?
Do you keep it real on your block?
Is your block really live, y'all?
Of course.
Hash getting on the rise, y'all.
No doubt.
And can we base this track right here?
I bless all my niggas from the top.
We'll be right back.
Sweet, the money out the pocket.
Roll it off the wrist and blow them up like a rocket.
My prime's too expensive.
You need to just stop it.
Matter of fact, let's get off the record.
My nigga C cocked a pistol.
Blast fast and wouldn't miss you.
Hollow tips humming.
Tearing out your tissue.
Blowing up shit.
Like if I was shooting missiles.
You diss me, I diss you.
And that's the way it goes too.
Bitch nigga mad cause we stuck him like we stuck you.
We know that ain't you.
Think you real cause you smoke nuts and get a little fame.
comment because all y'all niggas are the same.
All my dogs are soldiers holding a title.
What a crack game.
We strike back.
We act fast.
We'll get the gas.
We're out of the past.
I see you like to shit your ass.
leaving you spineless, pulling hearts out your ass.
This ride or die, put the gun to our bone, we're keeping mad live.
Uh.
Uh.
No doubt.
Is your block really live, y'all?
Of course.
Baskin's on the rise, y'all.
Can't reinate this track, y'all.
Do you keep it real on your block?
No doubt.
Cash gets on the rise, y'all.
out.
Can we lease this track right now?
