[Phone call from cannon:] "Nigga tell me earlier 'yea man im trynna Um.. I'm trynna alleviate something' I say Get Yo bitchass off the phone, don't ever call us Talking about you trynna squash something For us, Nigga we a.. we on't do no squashing nothing You heard me?" "Yeaaah" "Im trynna alleviate something because this a this a life Or death situation here, What you so.. what you Trynna say" "Yeaaah" "Damn, nigga better off fighting aids or cancer than Fucking wit anything over this way, You heard me?" Laughs "Love yall niggas doe, Ima hit y'all tomar these People finna' lock us down you heard me?" "Yeaaah" "Damn man, Ya'll stay tight out there man" "Man, Leave a message for them people man" "All y'all gotta do is put suspenders on them big slack Ass nigggas, I told you what they out here doing, slackin' You hear me, Put them suspenders on they asses And keep em' up you heard me?" "Yeaaah" "Thats what you gah' do you gah' preach to em' You heard me?" "Yeaaah" "They on't say amen, Yea I know what to do, Baptize they ass" "Hahaha" "Laughs. Forreal man, Love y'all man" "Love you too"
[Intro] You see the thing about these niggas Yelling real nigga this and real nigga that Most of these fuck niggas dont know the definition Of a real motherfuckin' nigga doe See I gots to give it up to these young niggas Thats taking penitentiary nigga Niggas in the same outfit for 3 days on the block Trying to get that set, nigga
[Hook: Shy Glizzy] You threw your life away, threw your life away You was just here yesterday, you went and threw your life away They took your life away, took your life away Man I hope and pray the streets don't take my life away [x2]
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy] Screaming "Free the Gang" Y'all don't feel my pain Fuck your bling-bling, they got all my boys in chains Every single one of them done bust a nigga brains Nigga Bang Bang, we the fucking murder team Who would've thought it all started with some throwback topics We had some BB guns we ain't never used to wrestle Y'all niggas is rap dudes, we know that is not you We not gon' attack you, someone just gon clap you I don't fuck with no one else, I'm from 37th street Out here thuggin' by myself, don't nobody mess with me We at different pedigree, you can't get the recipe I am living so fast you can't even get next to me
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[Verse 2: Plies] Niggas ask me erry' day, nigga When I'm gon leave da streets alone? Told them niggas never nigga I'm tryin to bring C-Murder home Three of my closest partners gone Added all their time up, 122 years Think my niggas been lyin' or somethin' I used to fear da feds, nigga No, not no fucking more Cuz they the ones that's roping niggas You pussy niggas, who telling tho Same nigga that is poppin' bottles Same nigga that is riding foreign Same nigga that playin real Be the same nigga thats tellin on ya Salute to the niggas who didn't tell All the niggas worldwide Never respected a fuck nigga The ones who snitched to cut they time Leave me and my niggas alone Let the real niggas ball You want to tell somethin' Tell the world that you a fuck nigga dawg
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[Outro: Shy Glizzy] Where are the damn clothes? I go away one second They say the streets ain't got no paper I see it now Glizzy Gang, bang bang Man I hope and pray the streets, don't take my life away Man I hope, I pray the streets don't take my life awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
