And down with the girl.
Put a gun.
Put a gun.
Put a gun.
Put a gun.
It's my prerogative, the cockers I can have you not to live and get to dumping on your relatives.
If they start to fussin', I'ma get to bustin'.
On anybody out of line, Hennessy in my body and a dime.
Ridin' shoddy, doin' naughty crimes with a photo broken down to dimes.
When you ride in a coupe, the VOA shoots you to kill like a rider.
Not a mannequin, a nigga posted with an automatic steady panickin' instead of scramblin'.
I'm damaging any nigga that'll take me for granted.
How'd that nigga figure?
Cause that nigga's bigger than I hesitate to let him have it.
I'm an addict, addicted to rappin' weed and blunts and throwin' plastic.
When a gun and a clip attaches, you niggas get lit like a book of matches.
My hustlin's took an action Cause a nigga gotta get paid And I'm quick to put a snitch nigga in a ditch For the fact that he bitch made for a big face
There's plenty niggas that appeal like a banana in South Sac.
I'm mentally sick with a cliff in the back.
I don't give a fuck about where we at, cuz.
As long as we in the city of Sac, you just better watch your back, bruh.
Call me T-Nutty.
For the green money, I'll leave you looking bloody red.
Creeping up like the last foe, he can tweak it off what my cutty said.
These niggas think that we dummies, man.
Posted up like Al Bunny with a blindy off bomb.
We wrapped up like a mummy.
This dude would die if he got me strapped down with a gun.
Strapped down with a gun.
Strapped down with a gun.
This dude would die if he got me strapped down with a gun.
They say I need.
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That ain't gonna bend the game without your quotes Cause you done provoked a nigga with the soul To lock up a snappin' nigga from the sofa
Hand it over.
Man, into your pocket, I want to rock it out your door.
Because of the dozer, and then I'm barely sober.
Doesn't mean you're getting over me, because on my street, we don't play that.
Renegade cats up in streets to win their speed.
I'll be stealing like a thief, straight to the mouth and teeth.
Cause I'm that nigga that's slick as the grease.
Pull out the weapon and spread them like teeth and fuck the police.
If they after me, try to capture me, but they can't when I arrive.
I got five on the face, my nigga may get the dank.
And if it's stank, cause it's a sticky icky.
blow it let's get stupid the bomb i smoke is nuclear it'll have you hired in jupiter
We'll be right back.
The garden is my neck of the woods and I'm gonna be there for good So all you wannabe niggas, there's only one that ain't got to fuck your head I'ma give it up like a nut should, ducking a peck of woods coming after me
The reason why I be buzzin' is cause I'm runnin' with my cousin Anthony So pass the weed to me so I can be thinkin' of another tragedy
Instead of another brother, I'd rather smother the police academy.
But niggas is always mad at me.
Staring at me with an attitude.
But it don't matter, little bitty dude.
I'm not Mr. T, but I pity fools if you hear me rude.
We'll be right back.
Up on you and I tried to warn you that I got a gun.
Bigger than that nigga pep, so nigga run.
But watch your step, cause niggas these days get hurt.
It be them scary fellas wearing Perriellas.
They get tooken off the turf, looking at the dirt.
This dude would die, they even got me strapped down with a gun.
Strapped down with a gun.
Strapped down with a gun.
I said, this dude would die, they even got me strapped down with a gun.
We'll be right back.
While I was trying to figure out why the guy was saying what
was saying, Nicky just hit him.
No matter how big a guy might be, Nicky would take him on.
You beat Nicky with fists, he comes back with a bat.
You beat him with a knife,
He comes back with a gun.
And if you beat him with a gun, you better kill him.
Because he'll keep coming back.
I'm back until one of you is dead.
Now why you acting like you know me, homie?
Vibing like Naractophobia.
Hold it right there, bruh.
Cause I'm not thinking on the tear yet.
Right out of your nautica.
Yell and get out of here loud after I just shot at you.
Just swallow the bottle of vodka.
Feeling like pulling a lick on the mafia.
Or mobbing up on the cops like Mr. Officer Click Pop.
It's time we set up shop.
Load up a tack and wet up a block.
And a bitch nigga I respect not.
Kiss my ass on Sector Albany.
All the niggas that you saw with me was a motherfucker.
We'll be right back.
And it's strange where they hang out together.
Fuck what they talking about, nigga, whatever.
Long as my niggas keep steppin', we all got the weapon for death when we dumpin' the pepper.
Stick it from Peter Piper.
Most of my 24th Street is just life.
It's maybe insanity that's ready.
Got lots of occasions to strike like Tony the Tiger.
I'm a Southsider.
If you're not a rider, then you can't roll with the rest of us when we checking pumps.
Suck a play low.
This do or die living got me strapped down with a gun.
Strapped down with a gun.
Strapped down with a gun.
I said this do or die living got me strapped down with a gun.
They say I need
to stop it, but I cock it cause I'm over.
This stupid guy, they even got me strapped down with a gun.
Strapped down with a gun.
Strap down with a gun.
I said, you would die if you got me strapped down with a gun.
We'll be right back.
They got me strapped down with a gun.
They say I need to stop it, but I can't because I'm on my own.
Strapped down with a gun.
My niggas
Step down with a gun.
Strap down when it gets down.
