Die Bout It

Till a patted wagon pull up and coffles my

My pants second I'm double cup

South side hustle inside

Hustle outside I don't give a fuck

I might be up you won't get it up

You won't show dice with a deuce at me

In the club are like 30 bands

Going hard till I prove something

Going lie on him he vibes on him

Niggers lie up on it

I'm fly up on him

My lid niggers on my corner

They rap too they trap too

Pull up all day you know the roll way

With a road play bap bap you

Beat so unbrand just call me

Uptown beveling Jerry look at my

Brother's spike no talking

Bring alders on pass by your house

Symbol feeling like August

Pulling up on murder street

My uncle's clutching revolvers

Hear anything about how this feel

You play with that I'll be off it

Pull the years in rap person got in the game

All the more I'm dullin

Bitch you know I'm bulking

Lay us all late

Slip my feeling like solider

She thinking she special

Paid her told her get the step and recall it

I ain't got shit to do but cook her like I was from the jail

These niggers lying in their rhyme

You can stop pretending

My past sagging in this bitch

Don't give a fuck who feel me

And if you disrespect me nigger

You gonna have to kill me

Bitch Imma die about it

Nigger Imma die about it

I'm form where niggers get it on

We don't cry about it

You say our nigger disrespect you

Nigger write about it

I know some pissy nigger scared

Probably ripe off it

I get thrown water at the end of my show

Catch him on the rebound I wanna see if gon catch what I throw

Look 20 bands, 30 bands, 40bands, 50bands

Get 'em captured, get 'em splattered

All in traffic, bout that action

Yes - Up there, up there, up there

Did a shut up, give a fuck there

We'll come up there

Niggas from where I come up at

Taught to up that

Shoot to kill, don't discuss that

Done that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that

Breath easy, this street sweeper go "Hree-hree!"

And delete people

Taking pictures all in front my car, is like dick-puller

I mean meat beater, I met your mom, you had a good life

I fuck with your dog, I don't fuck with you

As soon as that nigga went to jail you start doin shit that a busta do

You don't know how to keep it street - reason why?

You not a street nigga,

My uncle, mama, grandmother, thuggin

Grew up in the street, real street nigga

Not a local rapper in your own city, boy you look disgusting

You look ugly, black, dirty, dusty, dingy

Pockets empty, mouth look like a place a toothbrush never entered

Young Get 'Em

I ain't got shit to do but cook her like I was from the jail

These niggers lying in their rhyme

You can stop pretending

My past sagging in this bitch

Don't give a fuck who feel me

And if you disrespect me nigger

You gonna have to kill me

Bitch Imma die about it

Nigger Imma die about it

I'm form where niggers get it on

We don't cry about it

You say our nigger disrespect you

Nigger write about it

I know some pussy nigger scared

Probably ripe off it

Me a stroke and a car by myself

You know we just there holding in

Me a stroke and a car by myself

You know we just there holding in

You know nigger I was telling it was nothing

So now I say my sidling bitch

You know you whole move by yourself

I hold the entourage into yearn

That's a sign of weakness

You know a real Vic will sit back and look at niggers

That look like weakness

I ain't taking no distrust

Nigger man I'm just staying on fate

Nigger I keep the street I talk about

Nigger caught feelings

What a bitch would do

I keep her so

Just know that what you do a bitch

Go do what you want to

Use a renegade

The worst thing you can get in a nigger hard bitch

Is rejection

And the hoes love attention

You ain't got to have a pussy to be a hoe

A hoe is just somebody that want attention from another man

Nigger a lot of hoes with dicks out here

Right now you know me

Keep that thing all the way street

Nigger I'll be listening to these niggers talk my game

Grinding in shining grinding in

Kevin Gates for president all the way