Exposing Me

Steve Drive Steve Drive Ain't no exposing me I be in them trenches, where a nigga say he 'posed to be (dummy) Foe 'nem wet a nigga ass up, he can't get close to me Fye a nigga ass up, he gon' need surgery Ambulance get his ass up, he sold his soul to me He a hoe, he a bitch He a rat, he a snitch I'm Six O, I won't switch I got 50 shots in this Glizzy and I promise I won't miss Before I let her alley-oop, put this .40 to her shit It's gon' be a murder Smokin' Scrapp and I got my strap Long live Burger Tough as hell on the 'net, but on their block, unheard of Pour a four of Poppie Juice, what's that? that's that syrup Lil Dee in the kitchen with them pots, he gon' stir up 12 get up on this bitch, it's that, we gon' skrt - skrt! Long live Headshot HEC don't disrespect, your face on a shirt Off that Zeko, Tooka, and that Fatz, we gon' put in work Sneaky talking, sayin' this and that, just gon' get 'em murked You don't want them shells from that MAC Chase a nigga down, like Ricky, shoot your back We shoot up your kickback, then it's back to the 'Met I'ma die for my set, D Block where it's at Ain't no exposing me I be in them trenches, where a nigga say he 'posed to be (dummy) Foe 'nem wet a nigga ass up, he can't get close to me Fye a nigga ass up, he gon' need surgery Ambulance get his ass up, he sold his soul to me He a hoe, he a bitch He a rat, he a snitch I'm Six O, I won't switch I got 50 shots in this Glizzy and I promise I won't miss Before I let her alley-oop, put this .40 to her shit (yeah, aye) It's a hit, pull up with them blicks, check him off the list Shoot ya face, jalapeños eat 'em, you won't see my fists Feed his body Mixin' Tooka with that Brick up in the Lobby (Tooka, Jermaine) They new to this, we true to this, we ridin' with them Ruger sticks Bust your medulla, bitch, leave him on the curb 'Cause he was snoozing, bitch, Foe gave us the word We come through scoomin' shit, nigga, move around! You don't know who you with Come and see what's to me, but since you be assuming shit Tooka Man and Terry Barry got me on the moon and shit (Tooka? TB) Put the Six right on my back Can't lack 'cause we done been through some shit Can't hang around 600, O'Block, goofy, go and do some shit (Go shoot at the opps!) Ain't no exposing me I be in them trenches, where a nigga say he 'posed to be (dummy) Foe 'nem wet a nigga ass up, he can't get close to me Fye a nigga ass up, he gon' need surgery Ambulance get his ass up, he sold his soul to me He a hoe, he a bitch He a rat, he a snitch I'm Six O, I won't switch I got 50 shots in this Glizzy and I promise I won't miss Before I let her alley-oop, put this .40 to her shit