[Chorus: YG Teck]
Run that pack, I'm too consistent
Hella bands on me, I'm too consistent
We ain't never going off [?] nigga, we too consistent
Shooters with me, and they too consistent
You don't know what they'd do to get it
They'll spin your block, then spin your block, keep spinning your block, boy, they too consistent
Run that check up [?]
I got shooters with me [?]
A young nigga winning right now, [?] right now [?]
Run that check up, whoa whoa
From the bottom, they like "oh no"
I can do it, cause I really went and got this shit the old way, I'm go mode
[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]
Niggas out here dead broke
Looking at them like "oh well"
[?] traid places with some niggas that's locked up that didn't tell
[?] shooters ain't ever strapped, word to Master P, they ain't 'bout it 'bout it
Rather police catch him with a gun before an opp catch him, he without it
Coming from where I come from, turning 21 is a big deal
Usually before you turn 18, out here niggas getting killed
The good don't die young in my hood, it usually be the bad kids
Kids bad cause they mother smoked crack and they don't know where they dad is
Dope money had us poppin in the hood, crack money start slowing up
My favorite rappers ain't wear dresses, and pop pills when I was growing up
Had to cut a few homies off, realized shit wasn't adding up
Now I got a bag, I can blow a check, buy a bitch a bag, I'm bagged up
Run that pack, I'm too consistent
Hella bands on me, I'm too consistent
We ain't never going off [?] nigga, we too consistent
Shooters with me, and they too consistent
You don't know what they'd do to get it
They'll spin your block, then spin your block, keep spinning your block, boy, they too consistent
Run that check up [?]
I got shooters with me [?]
A young nigga winning right now, [?] right now [?]
Run that check up, whoa whoa
From the bottom, they like "oh no"
I can do it, cause I really went and got this shit the old way, I'm go mode
[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]
Niggas out here dead broke
Looking at them like "oh well"
[?] traid places with some niggas that's locked up that didn't tell
[?] shooters ain't ever strapped, word to Master P, they ain't 'bout it 'bout it
Rather police catch him with a gun before an opp catch him, he without it
Coming from where I come from, turning 21 is a big deal
Usually before you turn 18, out here niggas getting killed
The good don't die young in my hood, it usually be the bad kids
Kids bad cause they mother smoked crack and they don't know where they dad is
Dope money had us poppin in the hood, crack money start slowing up
My favorite rappers ain't wear dresses, and pop pills when I was growing up
Had to cut a few homies off, realized shit wasn't adding up
Now I got a bag, I can blow a check, buy a bitch a bag, I'm bagged up
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