Da Come Up E

Come on, let's go fuck with this little nigga. Come on, man, let's go fuck Ayo. Get the fuck up, man. Get the fuck up. Nigga, get the fuck up, nigga. This Southwest Philly JBM, nigga. Beat the down or lay the fuck down, nigga. Motherfuckin' gun in my face, nigga? Get the fuck up, You heard what the fuck I said, nigga. Beat the fuck down or lay The fuck down, nigga. You're that little nigga Harder than a motherfucker, huh? That's what I Thought, nigga. Suck my dick, you bitch-ass nigga. Yeah, a'ight. Fuck that. What you down for? What you down for? Whatever, nigga. Whatever. Hurry the fuck up. Let's go get this motherfuckin' money. You talk all little nigga. You ain't sayin' Little Nigga. Hey, come on, man. Fuck you, big nigga. know what, nigga? You's a down-ass little nigga, you know? Hey, come the fuck on, man. You roll with me. Yo, I'm sayin' see you Cock your shit. Come on. In between the kings of the 6-1 block, Where hood rats sell pussy and niggas sell rocks. Yeah. There lived this wild little nigga named Bim. Uh-huh. He had the block locked, sold rocks for Little Spin. These two niggas parlayed all day. At sundown, they on route stickin' niggas for the Pay. You would what? Hittin' 50-50 licks like clockwork. Clockwork. And hesitation leads to lettin' the Glock Work. To all my niggas on the streets. Uh-huh. The 40-ounce drinkers doin' crimes packin' Heat. Motherfuck heat. Peace. Come on, nigga, let's do this shit. Hey, come on, man. Come on, little nigga. Yo, motherfucker, nigga. Come here and roll with Nigga. Don't make this no motherfuckin' homicide, Nigga. me that shit, motherfucker. Motherfucker, get off that nigga little thing. Shut the fuck up. Bitch-ass nigga. Bim and little Spin was lampin' on the ave. Uh-huh. Discussin' the lick they hit the night Before last. Yeah. This conversation led to confrontation. No need to ill, so they killed the situation. And then they got they dash on. Uh-huh. To hit the neighborhood so they can get They cash on. Cash on, huh. Paranoid out they fuckin' mind. Tweakin' like Puerto Ricans doin' uncut lines. Fishin' for time, wishin' crime could pay more. Uh-huh. Duckin' one-time C's servin' yayo. Ha. Spin played the big man of the shit. What? But Bim was on the uproar, and that Was conflict. Ha. Money, hoes, and clothes, black Benz. Went from cocaine soldier up to kingpin. Yeah. And it was all in the game, man. Uh-huh. But like a crab in the pot, Spin Tried to come and change things. What Money got funny. What? And like a kingpin, Bim looked up Spin To do him in. Yeah. And dump his ass in the ditch. He got the information on the location 'cause his Gangsta bitch snitched. Yeah. And it was all in the dick. Yeah. So he gotta kill that bitch later, She's a leak in the clique. Fuck. He jumped in the ride, headed southwest side. The bitch said he could be found in them Part of town. Uh-huh. Strapped to full pound in A black skullcap. Yeah. Tucked in the backpack, the crack with the Strap on his lap. What? And proceeded to mash on. Mash down. 'Cause it's on. 'Cause it's on. on. Drivin' down the backstreets, mind full of schemes. 'Cause a motherfucker tried to get him for his Cream. True He saw Spin, he was coolin' on The block. Smokin' weed by the stash spot, About to get knocked. Bim packed the Calico, hundred shots. Spin packed the black MAC-10 with the red dot. Yeah. Ready to throw down. Ha. It's 'bout to go down. He beat him to the draw. Then hit the floor. Ha. Yeah, nigga, that's the way it go when You out here in the motherfuckin' jungle. Ain't got the right connects and watchin' your back, Nigga. Gotta protect your neck. Ayo, man, fade that shit out, Shit all bro, Shit all bro. Pay my due. Ayo, check this. Jamal would like to take this time out on My LP to thank all the motherfuckers who supported Me. The niggas on the Illadelphianic streets, Death Squad, and the motherfuckin' Rowdy staff. One love. Get out this motherfucker. Hey, Mike Dean, man, keep the motherfuckin' funk Goin', nigga. Bring that track in.