Full Effect (feat. Young Gunz)

They got me staring at the world through my rear view Blow that, baby, scream to Gotti Can't help you with your problems Thug niggas wild when I come through They can relate to my views And couple with their problems Turn this up, fucks ya problem This is real shit, homie In the booth with the four-fifth Only two clips, so the other clip Don't get, lonely homie, pull it homie No shit, homie, know me? Get in work, fa' we puffin' licks, homie I got the vocal chords, wanna hear some more How I ran a block, dropped and picked up brauds In a hooptie not a drop-top, got ya bitch up more Switch next-shift from the block-shift To the wreck-shift, then I got the click up raw Hatin' niggas get shot up in liquor stores Beat, strapped and tied up with extension cords, holla Freeway's in Full Effect And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner 'Cause, y'all taught me to go next And I'ma be God damned if I'ma give my turn up Freeway's in Full Effect And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out Y'all taught me to go next And I'ma be God damned if I'ma squeeze my cannon Far as I'm hearing, y'all doing a lot of comparing 'Cuz Young Neef's on the block missing a lot of appearance Yeah, youngin' still got it in, hundred and twenty a gram Now that have yo smokers and yo fiends Leanin' like a kick-stand I'd send my brother for ya mother, man, put up blocks in em' Dead presidents wrapped in rubber-bands Chatti' will pistol-whips that'll rip through shit I hate a prick, I'd kill his bitch and make her lick the dick Neef, keeps out more then an extended clip 'Cuz I rather be judged by twelve then carried by six And I can show you how to do this shit Get ya straight and get ya cake right Let us smoke and test ya weight Before you take it to plate Rock it down, stuff the shit in five eighths Early and not late Don't be makin' no mistakes Put it out and then you bring it back straight It's more money to make, holla Neef Bucks in Full Effect And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner 'Cause, y'all taught me to go next And I'ma be God damned if I'ma give my turn up Neef Bucks in Full Effect And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out Y'all taught me to go next And I'ma be God damned if I'ma squeeze my cannon Young Gunna, just another victim of the ghetto nigga Post and Pivot and distribute the work My Pop broke as filthy got addicted to work Man, they say it's a shame but as they say, it's the game I made my way through the game Rowdy lil' youngin', was the snotty nosed youngin' E'rybody lil' youngin' They only youngin' out huggin' that pavement For paper and was shoveling pavement for neighbors I never made it to them 5 on 5's They was playin' live, I was tryin' stay live Tryin' to stay alive Moms workin', 11: 30 to curfew, I was tryin' to stay till five Hopin' the corners stay alive, while I'm killin' it Can't stop me before the day I'm robbed I'll be coppin' again So fuck a day job while I'm feelin' it They ain't stoppin' me Straight from the center to state property Young Chris in Full Effect And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner 'Cause, y'all taught me to go next And I'ma be God damned if I'ma give my turn up Young Chris in Full Effect And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out Y'all taught me to go next And I'ma be God damned if I'ma squeeze my cannon