DJM.

Real.

Look, look, look.

I don't know that nigga.

He got his ass stripped.

He didn't have his gun.

He should have brought it then.

He could have whipped it out.

He should have sucked it.

For y'all who don't know nigga, East Oak and Sim City is definitely in the building

Tap to the bottom, you feel me?

So I died.

50-60 day styling, bitch.

I don't know that nigga.

The way he stayed from, he got his ass stripped.

He didn't have his gun, he should've brought it then.

He could've whipped it out.

He should've tucked it in.

He shouldn't have pulled it out.

That nigga want shit.

But he walk like it in all them magazines.

He show talk like it.

That nigga.

We been robbed.

Anyway you go.

But that's the type of shit you play up on the radio.

In the gold air, in the ozone.

Ain't from the hood, never blew the whole zone.

Double X sale in the murder dog.

On the radio, but never heard of y'all.

But you can hear them every day, okay?

This trees ain't behind no man he won't sell But you can hear him everyday on K

In the air, fit wrong niggas on the radio and magazines.

That's really in the fuckin' streets I don't know that nigga, nigga ain't from around here

Fuck her and then get his ass tripped around.