Letra de The Land
I risked it all for what I love, so the hood on my face
On top of hate, the fame tricky, showed this gun on my waist
Stop weighin' down for nevermind, I can't speak on the case
On top of hate, the fame tricky, showed this gun on my waist
Stop weighin' down for nevermind, I can't speak on the case
My P.O. on me like a fly, they wanna force me to change
Caught his chopper, now I'm profitin', get bullets away
These shells hot, I put a hot boy in his place
He fall back or fall a victim, I'm a man with no face
First 48, holiday, came and took me away
I'm shit-talkin' trips, so before I been off the porch
Was thirteen, like this for pops, turnin' soles into corpse
They pump fakin' out, me, I'm hoppin' out, tryna score
Hand needle makin' sparks, fly, I'm poppin', shit like the fourth
Oh, you from where? So what? I'm a five-six savage
On evil side, you just be taggin', that's not makin' you active
I'm Mr. Fuck The Opp, bitch, and put her boys in the casket
She like, 'Daddy, you brought Bleak'
I said, 'Bitch, why you askin'? I'm quick to spark it'
Anybody just for thinkin' they tough is fucked up
Said, 'If you with 'em, get your bitch-ass plugged'
I stood over God, did it, stay wakin' 'em up
Best believe you need a body if you hangin' with us
Got grown hoes on my dick, steady sayin' I'm crackin'
You gotta fuck me and the homies, bitch, I came with some rabbits
I'm with ears, YG, boosie, Evil and Tragic
And you can keep the model hoes 'cause I'm in love with the rack
I'm from the 'land, I had to go and get it how I can
Keep a blower and a knife, I'm pokin' 'em if it jam
I'm from the 'land, where nigga rather watch, not give a hand
You got a issue, hit the back or murder block, you gettin' ran
I'm from the 'land, I had to go and get it how I can
Keep a blower and a knife, I'm pokin' 'em if it jam
I'm from the 'land, where nigga rather watch, not give a hand
You got a issue, hit the back or murder block, you gettin' ran
Came with chops to the show, I ain't playin' with nigga
I'm up a ticket, what the fuck, I look like hatin' on nigga
Big money, it ain't shit to go drop pape' on a nigga
Yo, ice-peelin' rap murder, she the fact and you nigga, I'm up a dub
All I had to do was speak for a minute
A house party full of opps, we killed anyone in it
If it's a race, I've been one, I fucked the ho at the finish
They know my name, you ain't gotta go and tell 'em who did it
I'm Dennis the Menace, I better make 'em scream, 'Oh Lord'
My granny said the way I'm livin', God won't open the door
This 5'7 got kick, I be openin' doors, don't mean she safe
'Cause y'all married, I turned wives into whores
We gettin' money, goin' stupid, hit that block in the horse
Thought it was sweet with that K, 'til I fed him the force
And now I'm in the back for shit, I'll take you to the source
Said I ain't shit 'cause she only get a call when I'm bored
That's on the gang
Caught his chopper, now I'm profitin', get bullets away
These shells hot, I put a hot boy in his place
He fall back or fall a victim, I'm a man with no face
First 48, holiday, came and took me away
I'm shit-talkin' trips, so before I been off the porch
Was thirteen, like this for pops, turnin' soles into corpse
They pump fakin' out, me, I'm hoppin' out, tryna score
Hand needle makin' sparks, fly, I'm poppin', shit like the fourth
Oh, you from where? So what? I'm a five-six savage
On evil side, you just be taggin', that's not makin' you active
I'm Mr. Fuck The Opp, bitch, and put her boys in the casket
She like, 'Daddy, you brought Bleak'
I said, 'Bitch, why you askin'? I'm quick to spark it'
Anybody just for thinkin' they tough is fucked up
Said, 'If you with 'em, get your bitch-ass plugged'
I stood over God, did it, stay wakin' 'em up
Best believe you need a body if you hangin' with us
Got grown hoes on my dick, steady sayin' I'm crackin'
You gotta fuck me and the homies, bitch, I came with some rabbits
I'm with ears, YG, boosie, Evil and Tragic
And you can keep the model hoes 'cause I'm in love with the rack
I'm from the 'land, I had to go and get it how I can
Keep a blower and a knife, I'm pokin' 'em if it jam
I'm from the 'land, where nigga rather watch, not give a hand
You got a issue, hit the back or murder block, you gettin' ran
I'm from the 'land, I had to go and get it how I can
Keep a blower and a knife, I'm pokin' 'em if it jam
I'm from the 'land, where nigga rather watch, not give a hand
You got a issue, hit the back or murder block, you gettin' ran
Came with chops to the show, I ain't playin' with nigga
I'm up a ticket, what the fuck, I look like hatin' on nigga
Big money, it ain't shit to go drop pape' on a nigga
Yo, ice-peelin' rap murder, she the fact and you nigga, I'm up a dub
All I had to do was speak for a minute
A house party full of opps, we killed anyone in it
If it's a race, I've been one, I fucked the ho at the finish
They know my name, you ain't gotta go and tell 'em who did it
I'm Dennis the Menace, I better make 'em scream, 'Oh Lord'
My granny said the way I'm livin', God won't open the door
This 5'7 got kick, I be openin' doors, don't mean she safe
'Cause y'all married, I turned wives into whores
We gettin' money, goin' stupid, hit that block in the horse
Thought it was sweet with that K, 'til I fed him the force
And now I'm in the back for shit, I'll take you to the source
Said I ain't shit 'cause she only get a call when I'm bored
That's on the gang
