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Lil Fade, trippin' get ya whip sprayed (Yeah) Choppa where my bitch stay Shoot shit, pocket fulla blue strips (Yeah, blue strips) Blow it and I'm still paid (Dead homies) Act out, lucky if you packed out Really what I rap 'bout Find out, know the city mine now (Yeah, mine now) Get some other shit to lie 'bout So what's up with it, tell me if it's up, bitch Best stay with it, know I can't play with it So what's up with it, tell if me it's up, bitch Can't come with it, then I can't fuck with it So what's up with it, tell me if it's up, bitch Northside with it, so of course I'm with it So what's up with it, tell me if it's up, bitch Can't be fucked with Wall calls, homies on the four yard Running up the scorecard Death threats, I ain't lose a step yet (So what) Still hangin like a Warhol (Yeah) War time, I was in the backseat (Yeah) I was on the frontlines (Frontlines) Smoke cause, he was poppin' hot shit (Yeah) Now he on a Pro Club Letras de canciones So what's up with it, tell me if it's up, bitch Best stay with it, know I can't play with it So what's up with it, tell if me it's up, bitch Can't come with it, then I can't fuck with it So what's up with it, tell me if it's up, bitch Northside with it, so of course I'm with it So what's up with it, tell me if it's up, bitch Can't be fucked with You feel me Northside? 65th Street Free Pac Slimm, free Geno Free B. Skrap, free Rio Free Young, Young Fade gon' be out by the time this drop Free Small Hands Free Big Yon Free H.D. Man, free all the homies, y'all know what it is From Letras Mania