Neighbors Gang don't spin back
First time we just went dumb on him
Couldn't been a tie
Nigga That's a "L" for me
Could have been a doctor
Could have been a pimp
Could have been a baller
Could have been a lick
What if i show you heart
If i show you i got heart Little bitch quiet
I swear don't you talk back to me
Yeah i know you're bad
F*ck that shit "gon" do for me
Oh he jumping
Make his hearth drop
Top spot
Blindspot
Shoot him in his shit
Bet he crashing
In that honda
None stop
Shells drop
All up in my "V"
It's okay you know the boys on "em"
Put shells on "em"
Hit him with that switch
Put a muffler on that gaz for "em"
That's nice on "em"
F.....
That's a perfect pitch
And then again
30 racks go ahead
Establish your foundations
Who told you we nice
This a whole recession
Is some shark in theese waters
Why you staying with the fishes
Yeah i do the time
But when im free, im free
Boy I'm "blicky'ed" up
Oh he toting
He got knocks
Glocks
Hollow shots
Lazer beam
Drummer down that bitch
We don't fear the "A's"
Got "chopps"
"Whopps"
Brooms, Mops
Spraying shots
Fruits under that bitch
And it makes a sound
You cannot suppress it
If i tell you we "s'all" out
Then f*ck nigga we "s'all" out this bitch
Couldn't been a driver
Backseat shoots the bigger shit
But if i give the green light
If i tell "em" it's on go
F*ck nigga then go get your "blick"
We not known for patience
We don't like to wait and shit
30 on me ain't no glock nigga
This bitch "choppa" season
If don't want to die
Nigga turn civilian
I know bitches on that thug shit
And niggas out here crying
Police selling crack
And killers out here telling
Neighbors Gang they here to
Roll on "em"
Totte on "em"
Score on "em"
Always on some shit
Better get your pipe right
Mind right
Before
You
Step out of that bitch
And I'm "blicky'ed" up
I could shoot it up
And I'm "blicky'ed" up
I could shoot it up