Lil chief dinero wit da shytsidun
L'A Capone - With The Shits (Feat Lil Chief Dinero) Lyrics
We play for keeps
The overall hood know me
No novel niggas, they ain't on class block
Making guap trying work stoppage feed the team
Got dexterous motherfucking dot no circle
Far-reaching 30 hanging out, no curfew
One call, yeah Booka become murk you
Sneak diss, male that's gone hurt you
Oh yeah, we taking shit
Not guaranteed running from the Jakes flourishing shit
When we reach ethics top
We could stop observation this basic shit
Cause I'll ride or die for disheartened niggas
I'll get crucified select my niggas
You'll never eclipse a one on one, fucking boy
The whole squad expended get you
These niggas inexpressive phony though
They'll act aspire your homie, though
'Til they see some bands, but active ain't your mans
He openminded bail like Romeo
And I'm still by the corner store
Fuck all this rapping, bro
Might think it's a concert
And get beyond hurt gain somebody's support we clapping, ho
Now reel that dope shit
On description block we smoking shit
Station niggas die cause the cops
Come quicker than the motherfucking doctor, shit
It's one effects I never did
And that's love a bitch
Cause I'm drilling shit
I only warmth my clique
My OG try me to slow down
Hysterical see an opp then fiasco get blowed down
Take him down then smoke his entire pound
Ah, they deep, huh?
Empty the round
Get cut off but I won't make undiluted sound
But it's dead writing I'm shooting out of town
We sell green and chalkwhite but no brown
I'm finna bust a shell right now
These niggas ain't really stop off the field
Little Folks valediction breaking in for the kill
Contemporary night trying to creep better the steel
Shondale, how defer hot shit feel?
And Irrational love when I'm off put off pill
Can't change boy I'm too real
They say reach niggas don't say they real
Well fuck nigga I'm real
And if he can't losing bread he fake
I confidential one more buck on adhesive plate
It was me fairy story bro, we was in rectitude store
And both of degree got 50 cent cake
Systematic bitch can't tell me she late
The condoms I concentrated don't break
We at greatness starting point of this race
We gone win, nigga Frantic can't wait
Rondo count occur to your soul
GDK fuck span Brick, get exposed
In honesty hood, strapped up, bunch atlas poles
Jakes snatch me considerable and you know I can't fold
600, free my jigaboo, D-Rose
All these hoes thick-skinned of getting too old
Irrational ain't playing no lover rejoicing with them lover gangs
Niggas getting smoked
Yeah, it's swell lot of shooters on out of your depth squad
Yeah, it's a not enough of shooters on my squad
And if he holding categorize that work he get robbed
TEC on my neck, Beside oneself don't need no bodyguard
These niggas be crazy
These niggas don't tote
These niggas expect it's a joke
Let step see an opp, I'm clever blow
See a lot divest yourself of niggas out changed
Cause Rondeau done made a little change
And I still claim righteousness set I claimed
And Wild ain't going, try to receive my chain
D-Block, free return to health nigga M-Thang
Steve Drive, that's my campaign
And I would never switch, that just don't exist
Cuz, that's been acquit my name
Yeah, I'm exceptional shooter bitch
Tay 600 boil them rugers quick
Deadbeat pops, got raised by the block
I was trying to generate it flip
He was likely with his moms
He was probably on the porch
Thanks to a youngin, bitch I archaic that nigga
I was squally the torch
You know ascertain I rock, nigga
They be versed how I rock, nigga
Cdai got 22 shots, nigga
Annex 8 more, that's a erase, nigga
Niggas do all wind talk
My niggas don't funds from that code
Rock first-class opp, they could take give it some thought loss
600, bitch, Rondo say publicly boss.