Where we at?
Let's get it
On Hill block playin' hot potato
In the kitchen tryna re-rock a bagel
When it come to bitches, you know I got the stable
My project bitch ain't got no cable or no washer-dryer
Three, four kids, can't cook a lick but this ho hot as fire
My other chick, she got some priors, family from the boonies
Love my dirty fruit of the Loomies, I love it when she moon me
Ain't talked to Spoony in a minute, know he good money
Hood love me, played the hand I was dealt, ain't talkin' gin rummy
My income be comin' in seven different ways
Type of nigga married to the streets and never been engaged
Sawed-off pump or twenty gauge (Run this shit to stage)
Magazine hold a fifty clip, don't make me flip the page
Been in them shootouts close range, I been in a rage
Been afraid to give a bitch my all 'cause I done been betrayed
I can recall bein' broke, niggas sendin' shade
I microwave that dope on sixty seconds, call it Minute Maid
Yeah, I can remember once or twice when niggas held me down
Tap dancin' on the work thinkin' feet don't fail me now
Drugs on it from Maniquas back to Seven Mile
Killed all my opps, so ain't no differences to reconcile
G74, no GD, skellin' blow with DeeDee
On the SCB, I popped my first Barbie doll with Gigi
Plugged in from Six Mile to Hoover Street to Greeley
Bo J really be thuggin' off of Cooper Street with Ree-Ree
Deep East in the trenches where police kickin' screens
Off the hinges, all the fiends bangin' needles and syringes
Down in Pensacola with the Sinaloa
Sendin' bricks of yola to Dakota
You a silver spoon fed, Ricky Schroder
Screamin' free my lil' nigga Geo, he a pure gritter
R.I.P. my young nigga Creddy, was a real killer
Slide with the Glick through the slums, know they feel bitter
Life's a bitch, she must got me sprung 'cause I'm still with her
Yeah, I can remember once or twice when niggas held me down
Tap dancin' on the work thinkin' feet don't fail me now
Drugs on it from Maniquas back to Seven Mile
Killed all my opps, so ain't no differences to reconcile
I can remember once or twice when niggas held me down
Tap dancin' on the work thinkin' feet don't fail me now
Drugs on it from Maniquas back to Seven Mile
Killed all my opps, so ain't no differences to reconcile