[Intro]
Squaw K G W
[Verse]
Look I ain’t from the streets I'm from the trenches
Where the real niggas barely make it out
I ain’t what a suck a shade in my squad be very far to have to take them out
And the feds outside staking out we got dogs on them just gotta wait them out
Niggas too janky can’t trust nuttin'
Got a nino on me might bust sumthin'
Shit real crazy niggas right now
Thought these niggas would stand down
Til they hit the stand and they stand up
And started pointin' they hands up
But they ain’t raising no guns up
In the streets they ain’t run up
They talked a lot and tell war stories
But ain’t none of them done nuttin'
There’s half these niggas I see rappin'
But I don’t pay em no mind though
Cuz that shit ain’t my concern and that ain’t what I grind for
They can act like they blind though
Niggas know it’s my time oh
I took and chance and shot that shit, now I got that shit in a blindfold
You ain’t livin' what’s in yo rhyme so you should calm me down before you get track
I don’t trip over no rap beef, I just sit back and get fried
I'm always on my bitch side you know I'm talkin' about Nina
She always leaves his ass holey he ain't gettin' saved by no preacher
Look
Squaw K G W
[Verse]
Look I ain’t from the streets I'm from the trenches
Where the real niggas barely make it out
I ain’t what a suck a shade in my squad be very far to have to take them out
And the feds outside staking out we got dogs on them just gotta wait them out
Niggas too janky can’t trust nuttin'
Got a nino on me might bust sumthin'
Shit real crazy niggas right now
Thought these niggas would stand down
Til they hit the stand and they stand up
And started pointin' they hands up
But they ain’t raising no guns up
In the streets they ain’t run up
They talked a lot and tell war stories
But ain’t none of them done nuttin'
There’s half these niggas I see rappin'
But I don’t pay em no mind though
Cuz that shit ain’t my concern and that ain’t what I grind for
They can act like they blind though
Niggas know it’s my time oh
I took and chance and shot that shit, now I got that shit in a blindfold
You ain’t livin' what’s in yo rhyme so you should calm me down before you get track
I don’t trip over no rap beef, I just sit back and get fried
I'm always on my bitch side you know I'm talkin' about Nina
She always leaves his ass holey he ain't gettin' saved by no preacher
Look
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