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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ca$his
Ca$his
Vocals
Luis Resto
Luis Resto
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ramone Johnson
Ramone Johnson
Songwriter
Ricky Parham II
Ricky Parham II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rikanatti
Rikanatti
Producer
Mike Strange
Mike Strange
Recording Engineer
Tony Campana
Tony Campana
Recording Engineer
Eminem
Eminem
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Uh, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah We're renegades, yeah yeah yeah yeah We're renegades, yeah yeah yeah yeah Hit me up man Bitch I'm from the neighyohood ain't no realer You the pussy ass nigga livin' next to the killer I'm the killer that moved out of the block And head back to the hood, when I'm movin' my rock You can find me on a dark road, dark clothes Lle', in the console and God knows I make grip off blow Shit, I could get rich off blows My nation affiliation pitch forks I've chose What the fuck you gon' do? We bang back hammers I'm a six point star in a gray bandanna I'd die for this, nigga you rhyme for this Pussy I ride for this and did time for this That's why I'm convinced you fear, that I'm convicted Until elevens in soaps and some gangsta shit man Guess who gorillas leave tats in fragments Two shots through your cabbage, and gas from Ca$h Pussy niggaz always talkin' that shit What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? I don't give a fuck You can live in the hood and shit But remember who you bangin' with, I don't give a fuck Pussy niggaz talkin' all that shit What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? I don't give a fuck You can live in the hood and shit But remember who you bangin' with, I don't give a fuck Tip our levels and scarce piece, a meal beast We'll creep one deep, slump seat, dump heat Niggaz scream "Fuck me" he lucky, when I blast it I left respect enough for an open casket Way to go Ca$his, boost up my ego Let loose, out sunroof with my Eagle Folk of the century, rollin' with peoples The omen, the sequel, the more they will see you Close kin, Molotov close to no skin His momma pretends that she doesn't know him I'm the reason for the whole 'Say No' slogan Doped in folk and locoed if provoking Got a brand new thing with the scope in Leave your family with the wake for hostin' I'll collect enough snow 'til my hands the Aspens I'm the realest nigga 'round here, ask for Ca$his folk Pussy niggaz always talkin' that shit What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? I don't give a fuck You can live in the hood and shit But remember who you bangin' with, I don't give a fuck Pussy niggaz talkin' all that shit What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? I don't give a fuck You can live in the hood and shit But remember who you bangin' with, I don't give a fuck Loadin' the cup folk, loadin' it up tote Hang fire up I choke from the gun smoke That's on the boss man, my Nina Ross came Place gang bangers, into a coffin This is renegades, Rick not really paid Gave Ca$h pistols, now they milli sprayed Full bricks of raw, nigga that's really weight While my workers foldin', now that's really cake Give it right back to 'em, watch it regenerate I'm a degenerate black bandit, livin' ape Niggaz dig in they pockets like DJ's dig in crates If you cuttin' my profits, you gon' in to dish some cake Heckler Koch and glass and vodka I'm the independent kingpin, cocaine Koch Fo' thieve blow weed, plus sold O-Z Niggaz never son me, I was born O.G. fo' Pussy niggaz always talkin' that shit What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? I don't give a fuck You can live in the hood and shit But remember who you bangin' with, I don't give a fuck Pussy niggaz talkin' all that shit What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? I don't give a fuck You can live in the hood and shit But remember who you bangin' with, I don't give a fuck Aiyyo Alchemist Let's play 'em some of that new Stat Quo shit man
Writer(s): Ramone Johnson, Ricky Mckenzie Ii Parham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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