Left Eye - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Tony Coles)

Ayy

In the back with a bitch, gettin' sky high

Pretty brown skin and she gangster, I call her my left eye

Pull up Mercedes 450, bae, let's ride

Nigga try me, he stupid, get chastised

These niggas pussy, they never be outside

How we beefin', ain't never been shots fired?

Come from the block, bitch, we stuck like a stop sign

You can't claim the gang if you ain't my kind

No, you not havin' shit, bitch nigga, stop lyin'

Beat his ass with this Drac' 'til he stop tryin'

Know he remember that call, told him stop cryin'

Just don't play and you good, stay off my line

I came a long way from hittin' licks, duckin' one time

I almost died in them streets, now the sun shine

Now all my pockets on full, feel like Baby, this my time

And we stay with them sticks like a drum line

Me and my niggas be out like a umpire

And we strapped, don't get hit with that gun fire

Remember kick door, sellin' low, what a fun time

Me and Hotboy been thuggin' since lunch line

Come from the Grove, but that Nawf like my bloodline

If he swing, bet I come with a clothesline

Can't fuck with the ho if she cute, but the ho lyin'

Cut her off, if she tell, then the ho dyin'

Four in the pineapple Fanta, it's go time

We done fucked 'round and found us a gold mine

Mix the purp' with the drink, make me slow down

Nigga reach for this chain, bet it go down

Niggas play gangster, be rattin' the whole time

That's why if you ain't gang, you can't come 'round

I got niggas stayed solid, that's since I was doin' push-ups

Countin' down, yellin', "Free mine"