5K1 Slim Thug

[Verse 1:]
I grew up on that Northside
Where 1st 48 stay at
AKs spray at
We want that
We take that
Grieve ma niggas
Grey and Corn [?] where they lay at
Snitch bitches and snitch niggas
Must be thinking that we play that
Bitch we got your pictures
Can’t wait to get our payback
Catch you later slick
And guaranteed we going spray that
Take away my partners
We like brothers
We go way back
Had to sign for Ten
Can’t see their sons turn to men
Niggas really 100
Till they catch their first case
Turn bitch
Start talking
Before they step on first base
(bitch niggas)
No mo’ codes
These niggas is hoes
Telling the people shit
They ain’t even asked for
[?] son’s at his games
No more daddy
Daughter’s birthday just passed
No more daddy
Gotta sign for ten
Try minimum 25
Not knowing if I see em
Free again, alive
Man that’s fucked up
I hope all ya’ll die
I know that’s fucked up
But I hope all ya’ll die
Ya’ll fucked up
And got caught
Should have kept ya’ll head up
Imma send them killaz your way
And let that lead lift ya’ll head up
Nigga