Verse one: {tec-9} It all started in the streets at the age of ten I started hangin' out late snatchin' purses with my friends I went solo one day on
Chorus I say boot up or shut up Nigga get yo life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay I say boot up or shut up or Get yo fuckin' life lit up Yeah yeah yeah
Chorus Try to use his nine but his nine wasn't workin' Started bangin' with his pump and the bitch started twerkin' Try to use his nine but his nine
Words like boy what is you doin' you created that shit Chorus: Just a lil' bad ass yellow boy You crazy because my baby ain't Just a lil' bad ass yellow
{talking} I'm sick of it Me to Stop playin' This here is for the Tan shade man with the braid's Stop playin' with me I'm sick of it Fake punk wanna be
Chorus Shoot you in yo head makin' sure your dead Everybody's talkin' about the way that you bled But ain't no rats around because the u is in the clear
Verse one: {lil' ya} It's that nigga of the block call me the hood mac Down to make some snaps so what's the haps? Do I need the strap? Will somebody
Chorus: {u.n.l.v.} 211s at night 187s in the day light Nigga we just don't give a fuck 211s at night 187s in the day light Nigga we just don't give a
Magnolia $limm talking: What Up wit cha'll niggaz ha? I got 1of tha' most ruthless( and hoe I mean deadly ya' see) boyz u could know , wit one of tha
[yella] I told y'all Come and lay the arms for eddie bow part two They still sweatin' so hard, and it's a shame they need more 'cause way back in the
{yella talkin'} My dog gonna be home with a story to tell Ya see, y'all know what I'm talkin' bout {yella boy} Me rat a tat, tat tat tat, on you dog
DJ RED WHATS UP NIGGA {CHORUS} GO DJ, THATS MY DJ GO DJ, THATS MY DJ DON'T U BRANG NO WEAPONS, KNIVES,AND GUNS GO DJ, THATS MY DJ {REPEAT 2xS} VERSE
Verse one: {lil' slim} Growin' up in the hood thinkin' everything Gonna be all right but it's the nine to the four and Brothers takin' yo life I'm pourin
{tec-9} Well i'ma do it like this, I'm obligated to bust rap's and peel cap's For snap's in order for me to let go my flow I gained from my Nigero say
tips in the clips just to make your ass bleed I'ma drop this pussy with the braids off see I'ma dump his body in chuck's yard, unlv I told this mr. cheerleader
mac from the motherfuckin' hood {yella boy} I'm sick and tired I'm sick and tired Of these bitches playin' with me I'm from the three you better respect unlv
Verse one: {lil' ya} I can never run out of bitches to right about it My forget they name but I got game That's how I get them out I told ya bout demetrice
