It's a rumble in these trenches
You can't f*ck wit us
Load that clip up
Keep quiet lil nigga it's a stick up
High out my mind
How you say you real
But you drop a dime
I guess you a bitch huh
Sensitive ass nigga
You ain't that nigga bruh
Swaingin on the beat
I'm tryna murda something
Say he got heart
Better show me something
Bust a move
Catch him on sight
Now he road running
Dooooooot dooooooooot dooot dooooot
Let a nigga try me
Im'a shoot
Try to play me
You gonna lose
Play the game
F*ck the rules
F*ck what they talking about
Bring yo ass out side
Ain't no barking now
Rainy days
I had to hold it down
Real nigga since day 1
I ain't playing around
Vibe'n
To this beat smoking loud
Montanna wit the choppa
It's a man Down
Real niggaz gonna stand ground
Bang them 3s
Thoat that heat
Bitch we really in the streets
F*ck wit me you rest in peace
I gotta back bone
These niggaz weak
Bag back
Let me fold em up
Bitch nigga ain't no hold up
Try to jump in
Watch my youngin
Roll him up
51st that's the land
Niggaz know wassup wit us
Say he want problems
He must be smoking on angle dust
Sticky situations
I can't discuss
Drop them thangs on a nigga
What you wanna do
I talk my shit
Shiiit
I'm the one who really got the juice
Bitch I'm from the gutta
You can't compare me to no other
We gon pull up wit that choppa
Can't em slipping like some butter
Bitch I'm from the gutta
You can't compare me to no other
Bitch I'm from the gutta
You can't compare me to no other
We gon pull up wit that choppa
Can't em slipping like some butter
Better stand up as a man
Let them know something
Remember back in the days
I was getting pussy while my noise running
Feeling like a man
F*ck getting hype
You better do something
Rat on ya man's
How can you fold dummy
F*ck a dollar
I need the whole hunnid
Neva a dumb nigga
Gas all up
In my lungs nigga
Gotta be smart if you wanna live nigga
Better keep that steal witcha
F*ck them hoes who want a mill ticket
You better deal wit her
It takes one to know one
You ain't a player
Yous a trick nigga
I don't f*ck wit nobody
Say he beef then
Surprise me
Forever in pain
Never fold
Bitch I'm wilding
This life style
Ain't for stailying
Remain in focused
Were the bag at
Bitch my stomach growling
You'll get strip for ya shit
Don't get to act'n childish
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It's a rumble in these trenches
You can't f*ck wit us
Load that clip up
Keep quiet lil nigga it's a stick up
High out my mind
How you say you real
But you drop a dime
I guess you a bitch huh
Sensitive ass nigga
You ain't that nigga bruh
Swaingin on the beat
I'm tryna murda something
Say he got heart
Better show me something
Bust a move
Catch him on sight
Now he road running
Dooooooot dooooooooot dooot dooooot
Let a nigga try me
Im'a shoot
Try to play me
You gonna lose
Play the game
F*ck the rules
F*ck what they talking about
Bring yo ass out side
Ain't no barking now
Rainy days
I had to hold it down
Real nigga since day 1
I ain't playing around
Vibe'n
To this beat smoking loud
Montanna wit the choppa
It's a man Down
Real niggaz gonna stand ground
Bang them 3s
Thoat that heat
Bitch we really in the streets
F*ck wit me you rest in peace
I gotta back bone
These niggaz weak
Bag back
Let me fold em up
Bitch nigga ain't no hold up
Try to jump in
Watch my youngin
Roll him up
51st that's the land
Niggaz know wassup wit us
Say he want problems
He must be smoking on angle dust
Sticky situations
I can't discuss
Drop them thangs on a nigga
What you wanna do
I talk my shit
Shiiit
I'm the one who really got the juice
Bitch I'm from the gutta
You can't compare me to no other
We gon pull up wit that choppa
Can't em slipping like some butter
Bitch I'm from the gutta
You can't compare me to no other
Bitch I'm from the gutta
You can't compare me to no other
We gon pull up wit that choppa
Can't em slipping like some butter
Better stand up as a man
Let them know something
Remember back in the days
I was getting pussy while my noise running
Feeling like a man
F*ck getting hype
You better do something
Rat on ya man's
How can you fold dummy
F*ck a dollar
I need the whole hunnid
Neva a dumb nigga
Gas all up
In my lungs nigga
Gotta be smart if you wanna live nigga
Better keep that steal witcha
F*ck them hoes who want a mill ticket
You better deal wit her
It takes one to know one
You ain't a player
Yous a trick nigga
I don't f*ck wit nobody
Say he beef then
Surprise me
Forever in pain
Never fold
Bitch I'm wilding
This life style
Ain't for stailying
Remain in focused
Were the bag at
Bitch my stomach growling
You'll get strip for ya shit
Don't get to act'n childish
You can't f*ck wit us
Load that clip up
Keep quiet lil nigga it's a stick up
High out my mind
How you say you real
But you drop a dime
I guess you a bitch huh
Sensitive ass nigga
You ain't that nigga bruh
Swaingin on the beat
I'm tryna murda something
Say he got heart
Better show me something
Bust a move
Catch him on sight
Now he road running
Dooooooot dooooooooot dooot dooooot
Let a nigga try me
Im'a shoot
Try to play me
You gonna lose
Play the game
F*ck the rules
F*ck what they talking about
Bring yo ass out side
Ain't no barking now
Rainy days
I had to hold it down
Real nigga since day 1
I ain't playing around
Vibe'n
To this beat smoking loud
Montanna wit the choppa
It's a man Down
Real niggaz gonna stand ground
Bang them 3s
Thoat that heat
Bitch we really in the streets
F*ck wit me you rest in peace
I gotta back bone
These niggaz weak
Bag back
Let me fold em up
Bitch nigga ain't no hold up
Try to jump in
Watch my youngin
Roll him up
51st that's the land
Niggaz know wassup wit us
Say he want problems
He must be smoking on angle dust
Sticky situations
I can't discuss
Drop them thangs on a nigga
What you wanna do
I talk my shit
Shiiit
I'm the one who really got the juice
Bitch I'm from the gutta
You can't compare me to no other
We gon pull up wit that choppa
Can't em slipping like some butter
Bitch I'm from the gutta
You can't compare me to no other
Bitch I'm from the gutta
You can't compare me to no other
We gon pull up wit that choppa
Can't em slipping like some butter
Better stand up as a man
Let them know something
Remember back in the days
I was getting pussy while my noise running
Feeling like a man
F*ck getting hype
You better do something
Rat on ya man's
How can you fold dummy
F*ck a dollar
I need the whole hunnid
Neva a dumb nigga
Gas all up
In my lungs nigga
Gotta be smart if you wanna live nigga
Better keep that steal witcha
F*ck them hoes who want a mill ticket
You better deal wit her
It takes one to know one
You ain't a player
Yous a trick nigga
I don't f*ck wit nobody
Say he beef then
Surprise me
Forever in pain
Never fold
Bitch I'm wilding
This life style
Ain't for stailying
Remain in focused
Were the bag at
Bitch my stomach growling
You'll get strip for ya shit
Don't get to act'n childish
Writer: Fashone Jackson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid