Respek
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Respek
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Rich Gang!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Stunnaman
Ms. Gladys
Back outchea on my bullshit, nigga
Uptown, third ward
Real five star G
Where I'm from, nigga, it's respek, there's disrespek
Then there's total disrespek and it's fuck everybody
You dig what I'm sayin'? Let's get it
I ain't gon' say it no more, nigga, BLAT!
Put some respek when you mention my name
You talk about killers, but you ain't no killer
Pull up on you, it's game time, nigga
Front line, you make headline, niggas
Say my name, get it right
Whip it right, private flights
Every night she keep it tight
Choppas all at that red light
Heard stories 'bout a nigga
Keep it real with yourself
Hatin' on a real nigga
Really bad for your health
Mama left and they sent me
She never seen me in it
I was born to be with it
Came in and she feel it
Came in and we winnin'
Left out and we did it
Let 'em know that we with it
They all said that we did it
Niggas know we the business
Put it down from the sand
Baller life we livin'
Cluster diamond my hand
Diamond cross in that sand
Diamond price on that man
Gucci stripe on that van
Knock him off for that clan
Put some respek when you mention my name
You talk about killers, but you ain't no killer
Pull up on you, it's game time, nigga
Front line, you make headline, niggas
Say my name, get it right
Whip it right, private flights
Every night she keep it tight
Choppas all at that red light
Heard stories 'bout a nigga
Keep it real with yourself
Hatin' on a real nigga
Really bad for your health
Takin' shit just for granted
Pullin' up just a habit
Loud talk, you get madness
Loud pipes and we mashin'
Stunnaman live lavish
Doin' shit, we the baddest
Alexander my bitch
Cause every day we Bally
Third Ward like my daddy
Rag tops on that Caddy
Big money on shine
Stay fly with the fashion
Niggas know that we packin'
Every time that we mackin'
Uptown hot boy
Stuntin', never no lackin'
Rich Gang! Blat, blat, blat!
Put some respek when you mention my name
You talk about killers, but you ain't no killer
Pull up on you, it's game time, nigga
Front line, you make headline, niggas
Say my name, get it right
Whip it right, private flights
Every night she keep it tight
Choppas all at that red light
Heard stories 'bout a nigga
Keep it real with yourself
Hatin' on a real nigga
Really bad for your health
Yeah, yeah
Stunnaman
Rest in peace to my mama
Shout out to my city, uptown New Orleans
Tell them niggas respek my name
Or keep it out their fuckin' mouth like a gangsta
Rich Gang, I don't bang, nigga
Blat! B talk, we outchea, uptown Third Ward, nigga
Rich Gang!
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