Ricky Riicks - Warning (feat. Maellow) Lyrics

Yeah, it's Ricky Riicks again
I wanna talk about all these young niggas who wanna be gangster
But don't truly know the meaning of it (G beats music)
Big brodie used to tell me big stories
About his felonies, about how he left the streets
It wasn't easy we prayed for him
Because the bullets can put you straight up in a coffin
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Ricky Riicks!
Choppa spraying makes a melody and every little notes bring tears to the families
Niggas act with jealousy, wanna bring down your legacy
Wanna bring down your legacy yeah ahnn
They say knowledges is the key in your case it's empty yeah
I got memories, many memories
It feels strange when friends become ennemies (Yeah)
Become ennemies
Big brodie used to tell me big stories
About his felonies, about how he left the streets
It wasn't easy we prayed for him
Because the bullets can put you straight up in a coffin
Tout ça par jalousie, si y'a dra j'garde mon fusil
Muet devant la police
Trop nerveux j'roule un phylliz
J'envois l'ballon, donne la valise, 765 J'te paralyse
Bastos dans tes jambes j'te paralyse
J'suis dans mon block j'compte le khaliss
Fer sur ma jambe j'attends l'ennemi
Ouvre trop ta bouche j'rafale tes vitres
Tes gangsters courent sont trop rapides (Sont trop rapides)
Tes gangsters courent sont trop rapides (ça court vite)
Cours comme tu veux, mais la balle ira plus vite!
Big brodie used to tell me big stories
About his felonies, about how he left the streets
It wasn't easy we prayed for him
Because the bullets can put you straightt up in a coffin
Suddenly they talk shit with careless ease
Let you sip that henny yeah you gon drown your feels
Everybody should respect the rules
Neighborhood dangerous so we gotta keep a tool (Dangerous)
Don't blink an eye, they gonna snatch your jewels
2-3 bullets yeah your name is on the news
Stay conscious please don't kick it with them fools
Don't talk shit they gonna pull up with some goonz (Ohh No!)
Big brodie used to tell me big stories
About his felonies , about how he left the streets
It wasn't easy we prayed for him
Because the bullets can put you straight up in a coffin
Yeah...