It's lil Draco bitch I'm 301 until the f*cking gun done
You got problems then you better say sumn
Or else we bouta shake sum
I've been stuck up in them trenches
Finding bodies stuck in ditches
I ain't out here chasing riches
Give a f*ck about them bitches
I'm from that murrland where everybody looks and we don't talk
We don't know you we gon stalk
Leave your body lined in chalk
This ain't no lean this just my walk
Keep on talkin we gon spark
Imma put you in the grave
So act like you know how to behave
We just be sliding through the dark
That's a art like ghost
Keep on talking lil nigga in my city we gone roast
And we talking bout no jokes
I'm talking bout them torches that's gon leave wit them scorches
Bitch
So learn how to approach us
Cuz when lights come on all you niggas scattering like some roaches
We gorillas to the game we beating on the poachers
I'm from the murrdaland the 301 and that's just how they grow us-
And if you say you got that work then lil nigga you better show us
Oh yeah
It's dread dee i rip The beat
I spit that heat
I tote that iron
My heart is cold
Promise To never sell my soul
I do this shit for the city
You niggas aint f*ckin with me
Glenwood is what made me
Them og f*ckin raised me
To never be a rat
Just to let them hammers clap
I made my name from out the trap
I ain't ever have to rap
My face on every Corner
Steady blowing marijuana
Like a sauna
F*ck the drama
We shoot it out on them corners
You nigga try play catch up
But cant even really compete
Cause you know that I'm a g
I put that on 17th
Been off the porch since a jit
Fell in love with my heat
That why i keep a 9 on me
So don't you f*ckin play with me
I'm prolly ducked off in yo bushes
And them bullets never missin
I do this for the gang
Ape shit we bust them thangs
Them bullets bout get to sparkin
Leavin body's in them coffins
Kill the sickness ain't no coughin
Savage shit get em off me
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It's lil Draco bitch I'm 301 until the f*cking gun done
You got problems then you better say sumn
Or else we bouta shake sum
I've been stuck up in them trenches
Finding bodies stuck in ditches
I ain't out here chasing riches
Give a f*ck about them bitches
I'm from that murrland where everybody looks and we don't talk
We don't know you we gon stalk
Leave your body lined in chalk
This ain't no lean this just my walk
Keep on talkin we gon spark
Imma put you in the grave
So act like you know how to behave
We just be sliding through the dark
That's a art like ghost
Keep on talking lil nigga in my city we gone roast
And we talking bout no jokes
I'm talking bout them torches that's gon leave wit them scorches
Bitch
So learn how to approach us
Cuz when lights come on all you niggas scattering like some roaches
We gorillas to the game we beating on the poachers
I'm from the murrdaland the 301 and that's just how they grow us-
And if you say you got that work then lil nigga you better show us
Oh yeah
It's dread dee i rip The beat
I spit that heat
I tote that iron
My heart is cold
Promise To never sell my soul
I do this shit for the city
You niggas aint f*ckin with me
Glenwood is what made me
Them og f*ckin raised me
To never be a rat
Just to let them hammers clap
I made my name from out the trap
I ain't ever have to rap
My face on every Corner
Steady blowing marijuana
Like a sauna
F*ck the drama
We shoot it out on them corners
You nigga try play catch up
But cant even really compete
Cause you know that I'm a g
I put that on 17th
Been off the porch since a jit
Fell in love with my heat
That why i keep a 9 on me
So don't you f*ckin play with me
I'm prolly ducked off in yo bushes
And them bullets never missin
I do this for the gang
Ape shit we bust them thangs
Them bullets bout get to sparkin
Leavin body's in them coffins
Kill the sickness ain't no coughin
Savage shit get em off me
You got problems then you better say sumn
Or else we bouta shake sum
I've been stuck up in them trenches
Finding bodies stuck in ditches
I ain't out here chasing riches
Give a f*ck about them bitches
I'm from that murrland where everybody looks and we don't talk
We don't know you we gon stalk
Leave your body lined in chalk
This ain't no lean this just my walk
Keep on talkin we gon spark
Imma put you in the grave
So act like you know how to behave
We just be sliding through the dark
That's a art like ghost
Keep on talking lil nigga in my city we gone roast
And we talking bout no jokes
I'm talking bout them torches that's gon leave wit them scorches
Bitch
So learn how to approach us
Cuz when lights come on all you niggas scattering like some roaches
We gorillas to the game we beating on the poachers
I'm from the murrdaland the 301 and that's just how they grow us-
And if you say you got that work then lil nigga you better show us
Oh yeah
It's dread dee i rip The beat
I spit that heat
I tote that iron
My heart is cold
Promise To never sell my soul
I do this shit for the city
You niggas aint f*ckin with me
Glenwood is what made me
Them og f*ckin raised me
To never be a rat
Just to let them hammers clap
I made my name from out the trap
I ain't ever have to rap
My face on every Corner
Steady blowing marijuana
Like a sauna
F*ck the drama
We shoot it out on them corners
You nigga try play catch up
But cant even really compete
Cause you know that I'm a g
I put that on 17th
Been off the porch since a jit
Fell in love with my heat
That why i keep a 9 on me
So don't you f*ckin play with me
I'm prolly ducked off in yo bushes
And them bullets never missin
I do this for the gang
Ape shit we bust them thangs
Them bullets bout get to sparkin
Leavin body's in them coffins
Kill the sickness ain't no coughin
Savage shit get em off me
Writer: Anthony Nicholson, Darrian Ashton
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid