Swally B's gone crazy Y'all niggas better not say nothin' to me
Words to my mother, words to my mother, words to my mother
Damn Damn if you wanna act all tough We gon' go and get you
Sayin' that you got a problem with me What's the real issue
That's the sound of that gun When they on a mission
They don't give no f*ck about your family Masked up, go and kill him
Tell that Ruben nigga he pussyYou got two guns in your crib
You don't got ops, what you doin'? Wanna be gangsta in the flesh
Wanna have street credit you weird And when Joe took Angie from you
Oh damn, he's mad, you drid
If you wanna act all tough We gon' go and get you
Sayin' that you got a problem with me What's the real issue
That's the sound of that gun When they on a mission
They don't give no f*ck about your family Masked up, go and kill him
That's a dirt ass nigga Why your mama raise a child
That's a bum ass nigga How you stole my Balenciagas
You didn't get no money outta nigga You stole my shoes for a gun
You a dumb ass nigga
For real
For real
For real
For real
You ain't in the streets
You ain't in the streets Damn, you ain't in the streets
I'm done
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Swally B's gone crazy Y'all niggas better not say nothin' to me
Words to my mother, words to my mother, words to my mother
Damn Damn if you wanna act all tough We gon' go and get you
Sayin' that you got a problem with me What's the real issue
That's the sound of that gun When they on a mission
They don't give no f*ck about your family Masked up, go and kill him
Tell that Ruben nigga he pussyYou got two guns in your crib
You don't got ops, what you doin'? Wanna be gangsta in the flesh
Wanna have street credit you weird And when Joe took Angie from you
Oh damn, he's mad, you drid
If you wanna act all tough We gon' go and get you
Sayin' that you got a problem with me What's the real issue
That's the sound of that gun When they on a mission
They don't give no f*ck about your family Masked up, go and kill him
That's a dirt ass nigga Why your mama raise a child
That's a bum ass nigga How you stole my Balenciagas
You didn't get no money outta nigga You stole my shoes for a gun
You a dumb ass nigga
For real
For real
For real
For real
You ain't in the streets
You ain't in the streets Damn, you ain't in the streets
I'm done
Words to my mother, words to my mother, words to my mother
Damn Damn if you wanna act all tough We gon' go and get you
Sayin' that you got a problem with me What's the real issue
That's the sound of that gun When they on a mission
They don't give no f*ck about your family Masked up, go and kill him
Tell that Ruben nigga he pussyYou got two guns in your crib
You don't got ops, what you doin'? Wanna be gangsta in the flesh
Wanna have street credit you weird And when Joe took Angie from you
Oh damn, he's mad, you drid
If you wanna act all tough We gon' go and get you
Sayin' that you got a problem with me What's the real issue
That's the sound of that gun When they on a mission
They don't give no f*ck about your family Masked up, go and kill him
That's a dirt ass nigga Why your mama raise a child
That's a bum ass nigga How you stole my Balenciagas
You didn't get no money outta nigga You stole my shoes for a gun
You a dumb ass nigga
For real
For real
For real
For real
You ain't in the streets
You ain't in the streets Damn, you ain't in the streets
I'm done
Writer: Jeremiah Nicholson
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