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VIGILANTE THA’ PROPHIT - DONT TRY WITH ME (MUSIC VIDEO)
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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Nelson
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Hook)
Don’t try wit me
If you ain’t trapping homie don’t speak
On the trigger homie don’t think
Boy, don’t try wit me
Killa gang, yeah we multiplying
Still the baddest homie no denying
Boy, don’t try wit me
Facekilla, yeah I clap for em
H-town, yeah I ride for em
Boy, don’t try wit me
Otara boy, born and bred
Still sick face to the head
Boy, don’t try wit me
(Verse 1) - VTP
??? What the game need
Fuck the bitch ima let it bleed
She ain’t loyal always on her knees
When it comes to money she know how to please…
11.2 man I’m royalty
Little homie’s show their loyalty…
In the yard I be camouflaged
Homie 36 and I’m still keen
Know tomorrow isn’t guaranteed
Lost my little cousin
Shit was hard to swallow
It’s why a killa going all out
Tik-Tok knowing time is only borrowed
Certain rules that you gotta follow
When you in the mix only him and I know
Stay clean when it’s in play
Let my team handle all the fresh cargo
No Pablo-E but I got shit
Circulating round N-Z
Living comfortable on this lag
Always $70 in my canteen
My killa’s grind all on the street
Their clientele need quality
On a dub i do the dam homie
I don’t need a plug for the sink
Im in the lab doing O.T
Making sure the measurements are accurate
Latex when I’m gloving up
No contaminating when I’m bagging it
I’m putting honey in em canisters
I whipped it with a little cannabis
These young cats need to understand
When it’s game time no comparison
(Hook)
Don’t try wit me
If you ain’t trapping homie don’t speak
On the trigger homie don’t think
Boy, don’t try wit me
Killa gang, yeah we multiplying
Still the baddest homie no denying
Boy, don’t try wit me
Facekilla, yeah I clap for em
H-town, yeah I ride for em
Boy, don’t try wit me
Otara boy, born and bred
Still sick face to the head
Boy, don’t try wit me
(Verse 2) - VTP
When it’s sunny I’m accomodating
If it’s ugly I ain’t hesitating
From the pen, yea I see em hatin
But my team handle any situation
On the mic with no limitations
Talk shit that’s an invitation
Little homies getting all flashy
Where I’m from that’s a home invasion
PS4 got the kids playin
Black ops everybody’s packin
When the heats on and the goons out
You don’t wanna get caught nappin
No Zzzz when we in action
Little homies is the ones clappin
In the hood they don’t give a fuck’ homie
Real talk, they know what’s happenin
Who’s ratting for a little cheese
G strings leaking information
You and him hit the same weed
And he guilty by association
G’s spotting all these infiltrators
Killa got em looking like a Dalmatian
One phone call to the squad’ homie
Put a end to that conversation
Ima killah boy you no relation
I ain’t fucking with no nark oh
So we same hood, yea we might be
But we ain’t cut from the same cloth’ homie
You ain’t walked in the same park wit me
Took high speeds in the car wit me
Sold drugs, done g time wit me
So cut it bitch, don’t try wit me…
(Hook)
Don’t try wit me
If you ain’t trapping homie don’t speak
On the trigger homie don’t think
Boy, don’t try wit me
Killa gang, yeah we multiplying
Still the baddest homie no denying
Boy, don’t try wit me
Facekilla, yeah I clap for em
H-town, yeah I ride for em
Boy, don’t try wit me
Otara boy, born and bred
Still sick face to the head
Boy, don’t try wit me…
Vigilante tha Prophit
Colorway Records LTD 2021
Written by: Adam Nelson
