Right or Wrong

By Hothead1300

Released on December 10, 2019

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[Chorus]

Rather they right or they wrong

Im gon ride with my niggas miss my niggas thats gone

I'm gon slide for you so just watch over me and live on

Shorty hot now, we don't listen they keep yelling we wrong

And em niggas steady clicking, Hotnem good on our own

We could win or we lose

I'm still ridin' with my niggas, ain't no pickings, so choose

And i can't fuck with you I know you ain't gon squeeze on that tool

If you got a better buster, you pull up you don't snooze


[Verse 1]

I be in the trenches you can catch me out there daily

Swear I miss my niggas, they the reason I go crazy

And it's one on top, my shit will never be on safety

Caught a nigga lackin', we been wildin out here lately

And I keep my glizzy niggas, if he out get busy with em

Wooski in that cut with Duck and they gone let that glizzy hit em

God be on they side I know sum demons that uh still hit em

Tay he lossed his mind he got dismissed, so he got will with him

Got the same pain so i noticed how to deal with em

And we bleed the same, I was always on that field with em

1300 make me, they go drill, then I'm gon drill with em

Posted with em niggas we come through you gettin killed with em


[Chorus]

Rather they right or they wrong

Im gon ride with my niggas miss my niggas thats gone

I'm gon slide for you so just watch over me and live on

Shorty hot now, we don't listen they keep yelling we wrong

And em niggas steady clicking, Hotnem good on our own

We could win or we lose

I'm still ridin' with my niggas, ain't no pickings, so choose

And i can't fuck with you I know you ain't gon squeeze on that tool

If you got a better buster, you pull up you don't snooze


[Verse 2]

So high of you dead mans I think I threw the rakes up

Wanna buy some real fast, incase the Jakes they wanna chace us

Wish that I can hear the twins laugh, for them tat my face up

And there ain't no point in cryin, fuck the game, just tat my face up

Shorty's not gon dress now, pop a nigga head now

Know you felt that pain, you wish yo niggas wasn't dead now

When you hear these lyrics, you remember what I said now

Hotnem got some match, and we gon come thru pop off every round

Niggas talkin' bout check the score, but we was led to letdown

Now we play with .223s, just call them bitches fed rounds

When we find that lo' lo', we gon show yo ass unfair rounds

When I spark this wood and take a pop, that's how yo dead sounds

Bitch we walkin up, this 40 buck, that's how that lead sound

In the squad I trust, don't test your luck, and douple dip clown

Come get on with us, them glizzy bust, made niggas stand down

If my niggas with it, then I'm with it, ain't no way around


[Chorus]

Rather they right or they wrong

Im gon ride with my niggas miss my niggas thats gone

I'm gon slide for you so just watch over me and live on

Shorty hot now, we don't listen they keep yelling we wrong

And em niggas steady clicking, Hotnem good on our own

We could win or we lose

I'm still ridin' with my niggas, ain't no pickings, so choose

And i can't fuck with you I know you ain't gon squeeze on that tool

If you got a better buster, you pull up you don't snooze