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(SephGotTheWaves) (jwestbeats) If I could make it out the streets, I'd take the whole hood with me BET Awards, I got the whole hood with me He get out of line, I put a hole in a nigga Thuggin' in these streets, they took the soul from a nigga Said I'd rather be alive and local than dead and famous I was taught to hit him, stand over him when I'm aiming He been sellin' birds so long, the police angry She been around me for a week, I still don't know what her name is I just came in for the takeover I got different color bitches, Crayola Backwoods for the dissin', we gon' roll up It don't matter where I go, I don't go sober If I could stay up out the streets, a nigga would've been bigger, woah Won't play my cards with you again 'cause I don't wanna deal with you, ayy Main nigga switched up, shit got my heart heavy Nigga, fuck Amiri jeans, thirty in my Embellish Know I changed the rap game, but I don't get no credit Don't touch my chain, give you niggas nothin' but lead Montana got shot by the police while I was on set I wanna get him out the streets, but now he goin' fed I wanna dig my granny up and bury all this cash You see it in my eyes, don't you? But you never ask Letras de canciones Said I'd rather be alive and local than dead and famous I was taught to hit him, stand over him when I'm aiming He been sellin' birds so long, the police angry She been around me for a week, I still don't know what her name is I just came in for the takeover I got different color bitches, Crayola Backwoods for the dissin', we gon' roll up It don't matter where I go, I don't go sober Sellin' drugs, same nigga that I trap with Fell in love with a bitch I used to rap with Hit him up Can't fit the dick up in her mouth, she gon' spit it up No favoritism, anybody play, we hit 'em up Street nigga, played the block and I wasn't booksmart I ain't no bully, but all my cars, they be push-start Gave him a sack and he ain't move it, call him Rosa Parks We from the jungle, you can't be around here after dark This chopper, it got ten clips like 106 & Park Yeah, run it like a relay And if you play the opps, shit, we up it on the DJ Run around killin' shit like we just got this shit on freeplay, yeah Now where the opps stay? Where the cops stay? If they kill another nigga, we gon' bust it broad day Fifty thousand to my lawyer, I just beat a large case And I had to hit her with my glove on like I'm Floyd May' And I ain't trustin' no bitches, I'm skeptical But them diamonds in the bustdown Oyster Perpetual Left all my sins in the church, I just did a confessional Havin' a condom fuckin' you, you know I'm a professional, you know I... Said I'd rather be alive and local than dead and famous I was taught to hit him, stand over him when I'm aiming He been sellin' birds so long, the police angry She been around me for a week, I still don't know what her name is I just came in for the takeover I got different color bitches, Crayola Backwoods for the dissin', we gon' roll up It don't matter where I go, I don't go sober It don't matter where I go, I got that iron on me Put that semen in her throat, I got her neck concrete I don't know how much he weigh, he softer than a poundcake I don't know who niggas know, I'm clutchin' on my fanbase I wear black and white, no, I can't listen what the Klan say No smile up on my face, I'm lookin' like I had a bad day And I will kill you broad day, well, bitch, don't care 'bout what them fans say That Lambo got the kit, I'm lookin' like I'm finna drag race Said I'd rather be alive and local than dead and famous I was taught to hit him, stand over him when I'm aiming He been sellin' birds so long, the police angry She been around me for a week, I still don't know what her name is I just came in for the takeover I got different color bitches, Crayola Backwoods for the dissin', we gon' roll up It don't matter where I go, I don't go sober From Letras Mania