Free Get busy
Free my bro day wiggyz
No matter how long he got
We can't forget bout glizzy
Remember them nights
We was On collom
Remember them nights
We was all mobbin
When We Went broke
Then we went robbing
I ain't bragging
I ain't lying
Ask the ops
Do we be sliding
What kind bikes
Do they be riding
I got blood dripping off
These lubitan shoes
He got blood dripping
All over his mongoose
And Ima drop out
Bitch these ain't no prom shoes
Bank roll full of benjis
We done extended the gIizzy
Thinking about my fallen soldiers
When I'm Pouring out this henny
And I feel the same way when
I'm up'n with my semi
And
Them Hoes out f*ck it
And we still
Bring them poles out
I Need that bag
So I can
Free all of my bros out
I'm Talking bout that gang shit
Something they know about
They say we couldnt get money and
Beef watch me bring the loads out
Same niggas with me
If they not they prolly told now
Shaka ask me do the same thing
Said I don't know how
He never gotta another dime from me
I can't respect em
We smoking on our dead opps
These Niggas just like Reggie
Free Jah
He gone be the one to turn
Niggas to veggies
Free 380 my big bro go brazy
He just had a baby
I ain't Sipping on no activist
This hi tech got me lazy
Have my thotties set u up
Call lil wet em up
30 shot in all black
Wack pull in that truck
Getting busy ahh
Backwoods getting litty
We From the hunnit
Gotta keep a semi
We Drop shit then Pop shit
On i geezy ahh
Get a bucket
Two times back there
Tony g'n
We at war
Lil nigga check the score
Check the score
You ain't gotta pole
Stay in doors
Stay in doors
Our guns clothes cars
Yeah they foreigns
Yeah they foreigns
Sliding on them niggas when we get bored
When we get bored
For my brother I'm gone slide
Long live Byrd we let it fly
Heard that bitch was talking brazy
Well that bitch must wanna die
We ain't never dropped a bag
We wanna see them niggas die
Trying pull up to they funeral
Trying see they mommas cry