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So wrong, you did me wrong So wrong, you did me wrong Yeah, a lot of violence in my city So you ain't gotta ask why I'm ridin' round with a 50 Nigga, you would die if you ever go against me These niggas bitch made, that's why they growin' them titties And look, the enemigos we ain't rockin' with Niggas hella goofy and they don't know how to politic You either on the bleachers or you in the field poppin' shit Better pick a side, gotta know who you rockin' with Pick a side, better know who you rockin' with Slippin' on icy, we gon' hit you with this hockey stick Lil Brody with me dangerous, he know for poppin' shit Lurkin' through they side, we just lookin' for the opposite Don't talk like you be drillin', we know you ain't really poppin' shit Really be outside with them killers, they know for knockin' shit They chase that boy down and they hit him with all type of shit Unload and reload, did it just like a cycle wrench Shells on the ground in CSI, they recyclin I'm comin' for the back, you can keep her, I know you like the bitch The same niggas this, they see me, they be on the nice and shit 30K in all blues, posin' like I'm a fashion crip They back, don't the homie pit his trust in a faggot bitch We gettin' money, niggas know we really havin' it Freezin' with that pistol, niggas know we finna tax your shit Chains on my neck, think twice for grabbin' it A lotta violence in my city So you ain't gotta ask why I'm ridin' round with a 50 Nigga, you would die if you ever go against me These niggas bitch made, that's why they growin' them titties And look, the enemigos we ain't rockin' with Niggas hella goofy and they don't know how to politic You either on the beaches or you in the field poppin' shit Better pick a side, gotta know who you rockin' with Look, ayy, this a letter to all them niggas who try to play me Try to look out, but then me shady, damn, this life crazy FN on me, never on safety You know I gotta make it to my babies, I can't let them take me In real life, niggas is really bitches They gon' get put up on my hit list Had them killers at your front door like they was Jehovah Witness Nigga, you in the field or on the benches Make your mind up, cause this life we choose nothin' to play with Bitches love that back door, better watch who you lay with FNs, Drakes, and Gleekos is what we spray with Nowadays they makin' statements, watch who you bang with We ain't takin' no more Ls, we bought more shells Rest in peace, my bros, we used to go half on hotels That's for all the times when I was locked and got no mail Oak Park, the Asian boys locked in like we got no bail A lot of violence in my city So you ain't gotta ask why I'm ridin' round with a 50 Nigga, you would die if you ever go against me These niggas bitch made, that's why they growin' them titties And look, the enemigos we ain't rockin' with Niggas hella goofy and they don't know how to politic You either on the bleachers or you in the field poppin' shit Better pick a side, gotta know who you rockin' with Thanks for watching
Writer(s): Andrew Mcfarland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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