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Hahaha Let's document a real moment Yeah, I swear to God, shit is real over here, nigga Yeah, walk with me, take a walk through the Eastside, nigga Get familiar, nigga, it's a beautiful place, nigga Talk to 'em Ayy yo, I put that on my mama When I catch them pussy niggas, I'ma lay them niggas down I'ma peter roll them niggas, I'ma spray 'em I don't give a fuck who standing outside, broad day 'em Niggas thinking shit was sweet, I'm finna show 'em we ain't playing over here In my city, nigga blicking with the four Trappin' out they mama house, got police kicking down the door Little nigga 17, facing 30 Little nigga 17 with a thirty, quick to do a nigga dirty Know a nigga shot a nigga in his face front of his mother 'Cause the nigga took the stand, snitched on his older brother Got his brother doing 50, now that nigga doing life Mama lost both of her babies to the streets, this shit ain't right Judges giving niggas football numbers without a care Bodies dropping every summer, you can smell it in the air Little nigga don't give a fuck, his father wasn't there Wipe you for your 750s 'cause he couldn't get a pair Eastside, nigga Letras de cancionesAyy, yo, your pockets barely breathing I got fifty and the tiger Swedish, uh You hit one, we flipped ten of y'all niggas, we even Strawberry Jack trucks, feed us with tucked ninas Niggas talk crazy, we see 'em, uh This shit already got fifteen bodies, leave it High top Bapes, hoodies Palace Shit's so big, when I shot, got knocked off balance My shooters skated off rocking Thrasher I'm NASA, TEC tens on call, lacker Shot the funeral, left the pastor The deacon got his leg shot off, laying there, gasping This shit really happen Finna slide out to the yacht party, man See y'all there I saw you on television You're the man on the boat, oh, wow From Letras Mania