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You know, it's how a nigga livin' though, man. Be a nigga life for real, though. Run it up, Kel. You know you can't make everybody happy though, You know? You gotta just live, nigga. Look, Ayy. I let my mama understand I chose this Life, I'm a gangbang. Any disrespect, we leavin' niggas on front page. Fifteen, troopin' by his name, he gon' bust case. Choppin' niggas cars up for comin' down one way. Free that nigga L-I-L, he known to let it Loose. County jail, bustin' soups and spreads, he Finna hit the pen. Twenty shots that came up Out the Glock when we just spent the Benz. Caught him hangin' out and taped it off, now Tell him think again. Ayy, niggas wanna play, we Ain't for nun, we get it crackin'. Takin' off phase and back phase with a passion. You don't wanna buy it, why you take it Out the plastic? Comin' from the ghetto, tryna go Get me a mansion. Look, slidin' down the bread, Tryna go and get this bag quick. That nigga said his lil' bitch is bad, that Bitch is ass. Do a one-fifty on the dash, I'm goin' fast, but they gon' crash the whip. It's time to gas, go 'head and smash, they Tryna blast, go 'head and pass the blick. Nigga, pass the blick, we comin' straight up off The hip. I brought the Black Stones and I Brought some Gangster Crips. Thousand dollar cup, I'm takin' fifty dollar sips. I know you love that bitch, you shouldn't kiss Her on the lips. Fifteen, bouncin', I'm chasin' Right down that one way. Late nights in the Field thuggin' hard, tryna make a play. Missin' all my dogs, thinkin' to myself, "Shit's Just not the same." I love the life I Live, but steady prayin' for the better days. Can't wait to touch an M and put a Smile on my mama face. Fell in love with them twenty-three ways and the J's. Hard money boys, I'm with Sal, you know We chunkin' trays. Go against Yang, you must be Stupid, go and dig your grave. Baby stone with a fresh fade and a dirty K. Yeah, with them niggas and they laid and They all finna bake. Pull up with the gang With them things, you a DOA. Bouncin' out the coupe, no plates, no face, no Case. Shorty ran up on him with a mask, I was bareface. Tell me why that nigga did The dash, it was a cold case. Killer had his foot up on the gas, he Got road rage. Sneak dissin', we got hollow tips For they whole gang. I done seen so many Dark nights, call me Bruce Wayne. Make sure that you watch your rear view when You switch lanes. J gang, goofy act tough, Then the chopper bang. Poppin' it, but you was Runnin' quick on the shot range. Look, mask on, nigga, mask off, we 'bout action. Mama cryin', lookin' at her baby in that casket. Four-five-ninin' robberies, we be passin'. Roll up the coupe, tryna see which one the Fastest. I'm wavin' at the haters every time when I be passin'. White bitch say her mama gone, We 'bout to trash it. Every time we run Into them niggas, we gon' crash it. Lil' bro fresh out of camp and he keep It crackin'. Straight up, nigga, look. I'm just gon' keep it all the way a Buck. Niggas don't wanna run into us, nigga, ain't no Bump, nigga. Nigga don't wanna bump, Nigga, you get what I'm sayin'? Nigga better keep it how you keep it, You understand? Nigga better avoid me, nigga. Niggas do not wanna bump me, nigga, straight up.
Big Sad 1900, Baby Stone Gorillas — Bump
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