Shout Out E

LA summers, You know what I'm sayin'? Goddammit, Dupree. Yeah, Look. Shout out Mills, shout out Tiny Red, Shout out Steals. Shout out G4, if my nigga say it's war, Then we on. But I'd rather see us get Paid, G-Snupp, from the cradle to the grave. That's my crib. What we press? Hit my crib. Yeah, uh, shout out 211. Lay back, same name, but a different section. We steppin'. Don't nobody wanna die, but everybody Wanna go to Heaven. Shit, never met another Motherfucker like me. I'm a man, I'm a gangster, I'm a motherfuckin' King. If I said it, I'ma do it, no Stress, just breathe. By my side in the streets If it's war, if it's peace. If it's money on my mind and it's M's, We gon' see. Wish my granny was alive, she Be livin' like a queen. Since I can't change it, pray to God, let It be. If you ever switch sides, it's alright, I'm at peace. Hit the sideline, watch me ball, Watch me eat. Might rub it in your face, I'm a motherfuckin' creep. I been fuckin' up the streets, it been me And Dupree. It been me and the C-L-I-C-C. How you wanna go to Heaven? You don't wanna die. If you make it through The summer, better thank God. I ain't gon' lie, boy, I'm tryna stay alive. Tryna have my yard full of brand-new foreign cars. Shout out Mills, shout out Tiny Red, Shout out Steals. Shout out G4, if my nigga say it's war, Then we on. But I'd rather see us get Paid, G-Snupp, from the cradle to the grave. That's my crib. What we press? Hit my crib. Yeah, uh, shout out 211. Lay back, same name, but a different section. We steppin'. Don't nobody wanna die, but everybody Wanna go to Heaven. I'm surprised how long I Done lasted. The streets say I'm a lucky-ass Bastard. My Benz emblem still got the plastic. Bitch tried to rip it off and I damn Near slapped her. Yeah, we nonviolent. Interrogation, gotta stay silent. I'm in a spaceship, goin' where the stars is. I'm gettin' famous and I'm stayin' solid. Woah, woah, woah, Kemosabe. I done made history on Broadway. I ain't never been a mystery on Broadway. Thought I was smart and I still learned the Hard way. Yeah, two prison numbers. Sick every single year, I miss the summer. Don't compare me to these rappers, I'm nothin' like 'em. Want my name next to 'em, I don't Like it. I'm a motherfuckin' legend where I'm from. Shit get hectic where I'm from. Did all the street shit. Made it out, no smut on my feet, bitch. Shout out Mills, shout out Tiny Red, Shout out Steals. Shout out G4, if my nigga say it's war, Then we on. But I'd rather see us get Paid, G-Snupp, from the cradle to the grave. That's my crib. What we press? Hit my crib. Yeah, uh, shout out 211. Lay back, same name, but a different section. We steppin'. Don't nobody wanna die, but everybody Wanna go to Heaven.