Talk To Da Streets Nesty Gzz

[Intro]
Like, yeah, like, like, yeah
Like, yeah, baow, baow
Baow, baow, baow, nigga (Who made this?)
Like, yeah, like (JB made this)
Baow, baow, baow, nigga
Baow, baow, baow, nigga

[Verse 1]
Look, like, first thing's first, calm this shit down, like
I really talk to the streets
One of the bros was talkin' on [?]
So bro shot him with a G2C
Like, we got chops for whoever want it, like
They cannot [?] with my Gz
Like, look both ways when you crossin' the street
Like, shit get real, don't be thinking it's sweet
They seen us, they panicked, like
Why would y'all run to the boys?
Like, bro lost knocks, like, got that shit back
Like, brodie bought him a new toy
Like, think that thеy on that (Who made this?)
Because thеy got a few wins under they belt (JB made it)
Nigga, we been doin' this since twelve
Like, ask all my opps, we put belt to ass
Macho [?] under the E-way
I'm on broad way, like, please don't crash
I love this rappin' shit
This my only way out, I can't look back
Like, I lost bro to the streets, shit sad
(Like, R.I.P. Rah, this shit sad)
Like, and my nephew, he really gettin' big
I'm sittin' here buggin', he don't know his dad
Nigga, we was just really booked
And y'all ain't believe us, y'all just laughed
Like, bro JB came home
He doin' his thing, like, I'm just glad
Like, I was just hoppin' out whips
I was tryna click, they all ran lap