Tekst Utworu

In my section Where you gotta stay strapped, never know you gonna get clapped In my section Where we duccin from the police and the opps wanna smoke me, look In my section Where you really cant trust shit, gotta watch you fucc with In my section Will i see another day? 'cuz when i leave, my family prays Four Duece Double O's, I'm really reppin the section Every day that i surive, i like to count as a blessin See a succa and im squeezin, that aint even a question Shoot you if you hangin' with em', we just sending a message Like if you fuccin with em', you can ducc with em too And if my brotha don't, then i dont fucc with them foo's No playing both sides, you better man up and choose But if you against us, be prepared to be on the news Another man found slain, good i piss on his grave Give em closed caskets because we shoot at the face Watch out for these hoes cause these bitches is snakes She setting up the liccs sayin slide to her place We in the house waiting, masked up with them thang Run all up in those jeans and we taking his chains My section hella grimey so dont come to the south Cuz im on crippin if you slippin then we shootin it out Thats on the set In my section Where you gotta stay strapped, never know you gonna get clapped In my section Where we duccin from the police and the opps wanna smoke me, look In my section Where you really cant trust shit, gotta watch you fucc with In my section Will i see another day? 'cuz when i leave, my family prays Bounce, rocc, then im loading the gun up Caught some off-brands thinking they could come test us They missin every shot, tell niggas get they aim up And fucc what you claim and all that shit that you talkin Rob some local plugs and the shit ain't stoppin Its Moeliccs, a top finnesser, yea im known for tryin to drop shit I hit my first stain, that shit turned me up Aveeyyyy in my section and yea we keep a baby tucced And my lady, she my balance, always show me love Im with my niggas on the blocc and we posted tough He ran his mouth and now hes dead, shouldn't mess with us Aired him out with a catcher and its catcching slugs Clean the scene and then we out, ain't no foldin' up Light a blunt, cracc a bottle, checc the score again Its Southside Terrace Ave, there they go again Its free Play till they cracc him out the fuccin pen In my section Where you gotta stay strapped, never know you gonna get clapped In my section Where we duccin from the police and the opps wanna smoke me, look In my section Where you really cant trust shit, gotta watch you fucc with In my section Will i see another day? 'cuz when i leave, my family prays And i'm sending shots with my mothafuccen nina 38 special, cause it's better to clean up Tapped in, all my goonies throw them C's up Hit the plug once, i'm waiting on his re up Smoked out, all you niggas on that tweak n shi Acting bold when you roll that's counterfeit Everybody wanna hate but i'm used to this Grimey mothafuccas in the city cuh we feelin it It's foe love, til the day that i die Snakes see you eatin, want a piece of that pie Yous a bitch ass nigga if you sit and comply Catch yo ass slippin if you caught in a lie On the set, Ima say what i rep Foe deuce double o blocc, i'm keeping it left Fucc yo head mothafucca if yo ass feelin pressed And it's free my brotha Playa cuh, you know the rest In my section Where you gotta stay strapped, never know you gonna get clapped In my section Where we duccin from the police and the opps wanna smoke me, look In my section Where you really cant trust shit, gotta watch you fucc with In my section Will i see another day? 'cuz when i leave, my family prays Foe saggin, S gangin, we toe tagging Yo side, pull up for target practice Ace hi bet some it's dice craccin Succas lookin at me, they plotting, they mad at me Buh I ave talk, ave walk, and I stay aveeyyyy Fucc a handout, niggass ain't got it itss bad homie Couple dollars nd sum dice iss all that I have on me Pluss ah lil yeaky bitch if it kicc then itss nine on mee Free play, till play free, I swear I love you brodie For yo work into the set, I air it out nd sip a forty Then I double bacc Murda alley we Ina bacc Foe duce hold uce nd two staccs Five thousand, foe nine, nd foe seven Foe six, foe five, that be the section Foe foe, foe treys, and all the extras If you cant hold wait then the foe don't accept you In my section Where you gotta stay strapped, never know you gonna get clapped In my section Where we duccin from the police and the opps wanna smoke me, look In my section Where you really cant trust shit, gotta watch you fucc with In my section Will i see another day? 'cuz when i leave, my family prays
Writer(s): Maneko Bear Alesio Aupiu, Joseph Toralba Jr Caliboso, Russell Lozano Escalona, Filemoni Tuitui Aloese, Jonathan Faagogo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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