Devy , pick up the phone
Let me tell you where I'm from
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done yeah
This the life you chose once you went picked up a grip
Now you sliding 24s, bending blocks, hop out the whip
That's just how it go, you either hit 'em or you miss
You know the opps ain't gonna fold so they gon' wanna get revenge
They might slide out to your home and they might pop at all your friends
You either get hit by that pole or you get hit up by the pigs
And never trust a soul cus niggas, they ain't who they is
That's why I ain't with that shit, I'm tryna find ways to get rich
I know I always keep a pole but I would rather shoot my 6
And I could never trust a hoe cus they'll switch up on you quick
Ohh and I can't see my homies hit
Ohh, that's why I ain't with that shit
Ohh, you either with it or without it
Ohh, you say you with it but I doubt it
Ohh, you say you with it but I doubt it
Cus once you get caught up, you get to singing like a parrot
Let me tell you where I'm from
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done yeah
Ohh, it ain't never done yeah, yeah
Now let me tell you bout the story of a jit
Bending blocks in his new whip
Always kept it by his hip
And he had 30 in his clip
And can't nobody tell him shit, so what you saying ?
Only 15, when that younging started banging
Always on the block, told the opps stop playing
And his mama know so every night she be up praying
But he posted on the block
Keep a glizzy, slinging rock
Always screaming f*ck the pigs
Always screaming f*ck the opps
Always screaming free the real
But his homie just got shot
Now he gon find out where they live and he gon wanna bleed they block
So he hit up his lil homie, he said bro go get the chop
Homie said big bro I got you man, you know just how we rock
He said what we bout to do bro, I already got the drop
So they hopped inside the whip, pulled up, then they stopped
But little did he know, that his lil homie was a opp
Lil homie said oh there they go and when he looked, he let it flock
He hit him in his head, on the steering wheel, where it dropped
After he set him up, man he just hopped up out the car
He heard a lot of sirens, now he running from the cops
He turned inside a alley, ain't nowhere to go, he caught
Gang screaming free the real and they screaming f*ck the opps
But they will never know, he the reason big homie shot
Gang screaming free the real and they screaming f*ck the opps
But they ain't never know, he the reason big homie shot
They screaming free the real and they screaming f*ck the opps
But I can't trust a soul cus I swear all you niggas plot yeah, yeah
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English
Devy , pick up the phone
Let me tell you where I'm from
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done yeah
This the life you chose once you went picked up a grip
Now you sliding 24s, bending blocks, hop out the whip
That's just how it go, you either hit 'em or you miss
You know the opps ain't gonna fold so they gon' wanna get revenge
They might slide out to your home and they might pop at all your friends
You either get hit by that pole or you get hit up by the pigs
And never trust a soul cus niggas, they ain't who they is
That's why I ain't with that shit, I'm tryna find ways to get rich
I know I always keep a pole but I would rather shoot my 6
And I could never trust a hoe cus they'll switch up on you quick
Ohh and I can't see my homies hit
Ohh, that's why I ain't with that shit
Ohh, you either with it or without it
Ohh, you say you with it but I doubt it
Ohh, you say you with it but I doubt it
Cus once you get caught up, you get to singing like a parrot
Let me tell you where I'm from
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done yeah
Ohh, it ain't never done yeah, yeah
Now let me tell you bout the story of a jit
Bending blocks in his new whip
Always kept it by his hip
And he had 30 in his clip
And can't nobody tell him shit, so what you saying ?
Only 15, when that younging started banging
Always on the block, told the opps stop playing
And his mama know so every night she be up praying
But he posted on the block
Keep a glizzy, slinging rock
Always screaming f*ck the pigs
Always screaming f*ck the opps
Always screaming free the real
But his homie just got shot
Now he gon find out where they live and he gon wanna bleed they block
So he hit up his lil homie, he said bro go get the chop
Homie said big bro I got you man, you know just how we rock
He said what we bout to do bro, I already got the drop
So they hopped inside the whip, pulled up, then they stopped
But little did he know, that his lil homie was a opp
Lil homie said oh there they go and when he looked, he let it flock
He hit him in his head, on the steering wheel, where it dropped
After he set him up, man he just hopped up out the car
He heard a lot of sirens, now he running from the cops
He turned inside a alley, ain't nowhere to go, he caught
Gang screaming free the real and they screaming f*ck the opps
But they will never know, he the reason big homie shot
Gang screaming free the real and they screaming f*ck the opps
But they ain't never know, he the reason big homie shot
They screaming free the real and they screaming f*ck the opps
But I can't trust a soul cus I swear all you niggas plot yeah, yeah
Let me tell you where I'm from
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done yeah
This the life you chose once you went picked up a grip
Now you sliding 24s, bending blocks, hop out the whip
That's just how it go, you either hit 'em or you miss
You know the opps ain't gonna fold so they gon' wanna get revenge
They might slide out to your home and they might pop at all your friends
You either get hit by that pole or you get hit up by the pigs
And never trust a soul cus niggas, they ain't who they is
That's why I ain't with that shit, I'm tryna find ways to get rich
I know I always keep a pole but I would rather shoot my 6
And I could never trust a hoe cus they'll switch up on you quick
Ohh and I can't see my homies hit
Ohh, that's why I ain't with that shit
Ohh, you either with it or without it
Ohh, you say you with it but I doubt it
Ohh, you say you with it but I doubt it
Cus once you get caught up, you get to singing like a parrot
Let me tell you where I'm from
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son
A body drop so they gon' drop another one yeah
This shit don't stop man, I swear it ain't never done yeah
Ohh, it ain't never done yeah, yeah
Now let me tell you bout the story of a jit
Bending blocks in his new whip
Always kept it by his hip
And he had 30 in his clip
And can't nobody tell him shit, so what you saying ?
Only 15, when that younging started banging
Always on the block, told the opps stop playing
And his mama know so every night she be up praying
But he posted on the block
Keep a glizzy, slinging rock
Always screaming f*ck the pigs
Always screaming f*ck the opps
Always screaming free the real
But his homie just got shot
Now he gon find out where they live and he gon wanna bleed they block
So he hit up his lil homie, he said bro go get the chop
Homie said big bro I got you man, you know just how we rock
He said what we bout to do bro, I already got the drop
So they hopped inside the whip, pulled up, then they stopped
But little did he know, that his lil homie was a opp
Lil homie said oh there they go and when he looked, he let it flock
He hit him in his head, on the steering wheel, where it dropped
After he set him up, man he just hopped up out the car
He heard a lot of sirens, now he running from the cops
He turned inside a alley, ain't nowhere to go, he caught
Gang screaming free the real and they screaming f*ck the opps
But they will never know, he the reason big homie shot
Gang screaming free the real and they screaming f*ck the opps
But they ain't never know, he the reason big homie shot
They screaming free the real and they screaming f*ck the opps
But I can't trust a soul cus I swear all you niggas plot yeah, yeah
Writer: Devaughn Jackson
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