(Look, Free Player)
(And rest in piece Nate Dogg and all that...)
Let a nigga try me got killas right behind me
Got poles and we goin' let 'em blow(believe that)
All of my niggas love to score,(uh-huh)
Promise you don't want no smoke(nuh-uh)
Succas side hate me they bitches wanna date me
They like how a baby gangsta move(how i move)
Toat four five, no deuce deuce(nuh-uh)
We don't talk much we just shoot(believe that)
Let a nigga try me got killas right behind me
Goin' fucc around and get yo ass murked
They gone put you up on a shirt(uh-huh)
Tryna find me I'm on the turf(on the turf)
Succa side hate me they bitches wanna date me
But I could neva love no hoe(hell naw)
Only got loves for my foe's(my foes)
Street shit is all a nigga know(aight bet)
If you looking for me im in the south with the foetys
Or I'm your blocc two deep in a stolie
Who is you? Where you from? nigga fucc your dead homies
We don't get along, we get 'em gone, that's fa sholy
Your bitch said she lonely tell me she tryna slide
And she want hood nigga that be toatin forty five
But she for the team i could never make her mine
What the fucc I look like tryna make a hoe my wife?
(What i look like?)Got his whereabouts on Instagram live
So we had to pull up on him and let the bullets fly(air it out)
Better recognize who really thug life for real
Some niggas on the Ave yea the succas know the deal
Slide when I'm sober I don't need to pop a pill
I heard he said fucc 'em so a nigga getting drilled
Finessed him for the scrillz I've done a lot of plugs shady
Niggas wanna fade me, hoes wanna have my baby
Im in love with the lifestyle but really can you blame me?
Dope Smoke, pole toatin, checc chasing on the daily
Fucc a little 380 need a nine or something bigger
12 year too long need to free play quiccer
And I'm hittin liccs till I see seven figures
Until then I'm in the south with my finger on the trigger
Steady hittin liccs till I see seven figures
Until then m in the south with my finger on the trigger like
Let a nigga try me got killas right behind me
Got poles and we goin' let 'em blow(believe that)
All of my niggas love to score,(uh-huh)
Promise you don't want no smoke(nuh-uh)
Succas side hate me they bitches wanna date me
They like how a baby gangsta move(how i move)
Toat four five, no deuce deuce(nuh-uh)
We don't talk much we just shoot(believe that)
Let a nigga try me got killas right behind me
Goin' fucc around and get yo ass murked
They gone put you up on a shirt(uh-huh)
Tryna find me I'm on the turf(on the turf)
Succa side hate me they bitches wanna date me
But I could neva love no hoe(hell naw)
Only got loves for my foe's(my foes)
Street shit is all a nigga know(aight bet)
See when the lights come on, I'm on the avenue gone
Four six side where the sa gang strong
Tryna can cash me a checc, hittin knoccs till the morn
'Cuz they hungry at the house and you can knocc it if im wrong
But I'm finna get it right and get my money long
With ya little momma on me, missed calls on the phone
Got her singing Nate Dogg "never leave me alone"
Bitch please! can't you see I'm tryin get rich?
Can't fucc with you if the homies cant hit
Matter fact, since you think your game so slicc
Don't tap bacc in unless you found me a licc
On the set, me and broke bitches don't mix
It ain't hard to find me, I'm the foe with the crips
Gang gang like a mothafucca, pistol on the hip
"Anything on me?", best believe i got it on me!
Four five so sexy got a young nigga horny
From the set! you ever seen a uce dripped wet?
All blacc, masked up, in a polo long necc
From the sunny side of town, but my flag hang left
Bang a left, off of pleasant valley to the set
Where we pop bottles, pop niggas, and pop checcs
Ask RC, Macc G, and Moe Finesse
Free play and the SONS, you can keep the rest
Free play and the SONS, you can keep the rest(bitch)
Let a nigga try me got killas right behind me
Got poles and we goin' let 'em blow(believe that)
All of my niggas love to score,(uh-huh)
Promise you don't want no smoke(nuh-uh)
Succas side hate me they bitches wanna date me
They like how a baby gangsta move(how i move)
Toat four five, no deuce deuce(nuh-uh)
We don't talk much we just shoot(believe that)
Let a nigga try me got killas right behind me
Goin' fucc around and get yo ass murked
They gone put you up on a shirt(uh-huh)
Tryna find me I'm on the turf(on the turf)
Succa side hate me they bitches wanna date me
But I could neva love no hoe(hell naw)
Only got loves for my foe's(my foes)
Street shit is all a nigga know