(Fnn)Let's go, drugs hit from Puerto Rico, no fake shit
My dreads swing, rosta, baby
Hawk him down, then hit him crazy
Bullets in
In front of my gun, better stay in the house
Stay off the block, go play on the couch
NSG, I'm runnin' round
Right swipe, OT
Spin and bend
Hit the opp block, tryna see who win
(Sav)Bro, bail out, leave him on the pavement
All face shots, he'll tell you it's amazing
Smokin' on nuk this lil' nigga blazin
Smokin' on nuk this lil' niggaa blazin
That nigga got hit and started harlem shakin
F*ck a drive-by, I'd rather just face him
(Fnn)We erasin', Hawk him, chase him
(Sav)Outside stakin', (Fnn)he walk out
(Sav)the door, (fnn) Put holes (Sav)in your wheels and hit your fro
(Fnn) Ran down with a 40 and off the score
(Sav)I know I'm up next cause I always blow
Blow, blow, blow
Toting a Scottie used to tote a 380
I gave her some dick, now she wan have ma baby
Could see in my eyes, you know I'm a scoom
I keep that fah fah even when I'm in school
I ain't never got my pencil, but always got my tool
Young niggaa, you know I gotta stick to the rules
Stay pistol-packin', I never been a fool
Stay pistol-packin', I never been a fool
(Fnn)Huh, ain't like you dumbass niggas
Got a big-ass gun, I'm on it, and my shit out
I ain't no run-ass niggaa, walk you down
I'm from out West, smokin' Reko to the chest
Take big ops, wanna see who next
Who next? who next to check?
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(Fnn)Let's go, drugs hit from Puerto Rico, no fake shit
My dreads swing, rosta, baby
Hawk him down, then hit him crazy
Bullets in
In front of my gun, better stay in the house
Stay off the block, go play on the couch
NSG, I'm runnin' round
Right swipe, OT
Spin and bend
Hit the opp block, tryna see who win
(Sav)Bro, bail out, leave him on the pavement
All face shots, he'll tell you it's amazing
Smokin' on nuk this lil' nigga blazin
Smokin' on nuk this lil' niggaa blazin
That nigga got hit and started harlem shakin
F*ck a drive-by, I'd rather just face him
(Fnn)We erasin', Hawk him, chase him
(Sav)Outside stakin', (Fnn)he walk out
(Sav)the door, (fnn) Put holes (Sav)in your wheels and hit your fro
(Fnn) Ran down with a 40 and off the score
(Sav)I know I'm up next cause I always blow
Blow, blow, blow
Toting a Scottie used to tote a 380
I gave her some dick, now she wan have ma baby
Could see in my eyes, you know I'm a scoom
I keep that fah fah even when I'm in school
I ain't never got my pencil, but always got my tool
Young niggaa, you know I gotta stick to the rules
Stay pistol-packin', I never been a fool
Stay pistol-packin', I never been a fool
(Fnn)Huh, ain't like you dumbass niggas
Got a big-ass gun, I'm on it, and my shit out
I ain't no run-ass niggaa, walk you down
I'm from out West, smokin' Reko to the chest
Take big ops, wanna see who next
Who next? who next to check?
My dreads swing, rosta, baby
Hawk him down, then hit him crazy
Bullets in
In front of my gun, better stay in the house
Stay off the block, go play on the couch
NSG, I'm runnin' round
Right swipe, OT
Spin and bend
Hit the opp block, tryna see who win
(Sav)Bro, bail out, leave him on the pavement
All face shots, he'll tell you it's amazing
Smokin' on nuk this lil' nigga blazin
Smokin' on nuk this lil' niggaa blazin
That nigga got hit and started harlem shakin
F*ck a drive-by, I'd rather just face him
(Fnn)We erasin', Hawk him, chase him
(Sav)Outside stakin', (Fnn)he walk out
(Sav)the door, (fnn) Put holes (Sav)in your wheels and hit your fro
(Fnn) Ran down with a 40 and off the score
(Sav)I know I'm up next cause I always blow
Blow, blow, blow
Toting a Scottie used to tote a 380
I gave her some dick, now she wan have ma baby
Could see in my eyes, you know I'm a scoom
I keep that fah fah even when I'm in school
I ain't never got my pencil, but always got my tool
Young niggaa, you know I gotta stick to the rules
Stay pistol-packin', I never been a fool
Stay pistol-packin', I never been a fool
(Fnn)Huh, ain't like you dumbass niggas
Got a big-ass gun, I'm on it, and my shit out
I ain't no run-ass niggaa, walk you down
I'm from out West, smokin' Reko to the chest
Take big ops, wanna see who next
Who next? who next to check?
Writer: James Lawrence
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