Yeah
Yeah
Friday night I'm on Poplar Street posted on the block
Hustlin' on an empty stomach, in my pocket, got a knot
Quarter in the bushes, eight ball in my socks
First I heard a boom, then I heard a pop
That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one
Marcus Clemons told me, "Don't take no shit from no one"
Now I'm on my way to middle school and I forgot my ruler
He was arguin' with a junkie, two shots in the medulla
Now I'm gettin' off the school bus, my homie just got murdered
And I just wanna go to Dairy Queen and get a burger
I know what you thinkin', my heart colder than a blizzard
And now I'm makin' rocks disappear just like a wizard
That's when I dropped that box green Chevy, call it lizard
Now I'm in the MAC with my home girl let's call her Peaches
Them bricks was for the twenty-eight, back then I called 'em features
Now she vouchin' for her baby daddy, let's just call him J3
I was chillin' on auntie front porch, me and J Leach
She said, "Shit rough right now, he need a four way"
My conscious tellin' me I shouldn't trust that niggas no way
Gangster Kell hit my line, he said he need a H-town
Last thing I heard, he went to get some weed in H-Town
Didn't go how he planned it, yeah, them Ese's must've played him
Contemplatin' robbin' me, he thinkin my bread gon' save him
Met him on the east side, he flexed me with some singles
Big bills on the outside, you know just like some Pringles
Cut him off in traffic then he jumped off on the highway
Sent a couple shots before he tried to send some my way
Rather be on white sand beaches bumpin' Sade
Or at the St. Regis Bal Harbor in the Lobby
That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one
That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one
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Yeah
Yeah
Friday night I'm on Poplar Street posted on the block
Hustlin' on an empty stomach, in my pocket, got a knot
Quarter in the bushes, eight ball in my socks
First I heard a boom, then I heard a pop
That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one
Marcus Clemons told me, "Don't take no shit from no one"
Now I'm on my way to middle school and I forgot my ruler
He was arguin' with a junkie, two shots in the medulla
Now I'm gettin' off the school bus, my homie just got murdered
And I just wanna go to Dairy Queen and get a burger
I know what you thinkin', my heart colder than a blizzard
And now I'm makin' rocks disappear just like a wizard
That's when I dropped that box green Chevy, call it lizard
Now I'm in the MAC with my home girl let's call her Peaches
Them bricks was for the twenty-eight, back then I called 'em features
Now she vouchin' for her baby daddy, let's just call him J3
I was chillin' on auntie front porch, me and J Leach
She said, "Shit rough right now, he need a four way"
My conscious tellin' me I shouldn't trust that niggas no way
Gangster Kell hit my line, he said he need a H-town
Last thing I heard, he went to get some weed in H-Town
Didn't go how he planned it, yeah, them Ese's must've played him
Contemplatin' robbin' me, he thinkin my bread gon' save him
Met him on the east side, he flexed me with some singles
Big bills on the outside, you know just like some Pringles
Cut him off in traffic then he jumped off on the highway
Sent a couple shots before he tried to send some my way
Rather be on white sand beaches bumpin' Sade
Or at the St. Regis Bal Harbor in the Lobby
That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one
That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one
Yeah
Friday night I'm on Poplar Street posted on the block
Hustlin' on an empty stomach, in my pocket, got a knot
Quarter in the bushes, eight ball in my socks
First I heard a boom, then I heard a pop
That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one
Marcus Clemons told me, "Don't take no shit from no one"
Now I'm on my way to middle school and I forgot my ruler
He was arguin' with a junkie, two shots in the medulla
Now I'm gettin' off the school bus, my homie just got murdered
And I just wanna go to Dairy Queen and get a burger
I know what you thinkin', my heart colder than a blizzard
And now I'm makin' rocks disappear just like a wizard
That's when I dropped that box green Chevy, call it lizard
Now I'm in the MAC with my home girl let's call her Peaches
Them bricks was for the twenty-eight, back then I called 'em features
Now she vouchin' for her baby daddy, let's just call him J3
I was chillin' on auntie front porch, me and J Leach
She said, "Shit rough right now, he need a four way"
My conscious tellin' me I shouldn't trust that niggas no way
Gangster Kell hit my line, he said he need a H-town
Last thing I heard, he went to get some weed in H-Town
Didn't go how he planned it, yeah, them Ese's must've played him
Contemplatin' robbin' me, he thinkin my bread gon' save him
Met him on the east side, he flexed me with some singles
Big bills on the outside, you know just like some Pringles
Cut him off in traffic then he jumped off on the highway
Sent a couple shots before he tried to send some my way
Rather be on white sand beaches bumpin' Sade
Or at the St. Regis Bal Harbor in the Lobby
That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one
That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one
Writer: Jay Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.