PYG Freestyle

By P.Y.G

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[Intro: Tiny Boost, Y.Butch]

Yo (Yo)

PYG (PY)

Boost, Butch (Young Butch)

Darks (SI)

Pecknarm (Pecky)

'Narm (Realest killers)

Dunkno (Dunkno, Pecky, bra)

[Verse 1: Tiny Boost, Y.Butch]

You niggas keep slacking 'round here (Slacking) fam it's popping off (Popping)

On the blocks getting gwop (Gwop), 'round here we're shotting rocks (Rocks)

When the sun shows, dash when the shotting stops (Stops)

If you stick ups you'll get robbed if you shot a box (True)

I run up on a prick, show him how the gun works

Draw for your ting, I bet you get gun burst

Cock back, one in your head, watch your mug burst

Or you'll get shanked up (Shanked), choose which ones worse (Choose)

I'm on the ends, with the trainer pocket

Cock back, ready to bang you'll be lain if I pock it

Spin 'round your bits, ting out on a pedal bike

So you better duck when you see me tryna pedal bike (Dust)

Tiny Boost, I'm tryna get the game trapped (Trapped)

Talking 'bout bare work (Work), prick where's your name at (Where's it at)

Went slipping for a bit, now my name's back (Back)

One to your face, watch your whole frame crack (Crack)


[Verse 2: Y.Butch]

Pecky's tingy, that's the blocks where we're at

Blocks where we trap, waiting for boxes of gats

Talk, and I'll put a stop to your chat (Stop that)

So if you see us on your block, you better know that we bobbing in straps (Straps)

And if you try blocking your flats, my niggas got aim to take the top off your hat (Brap)

'Cause it's real like that, you'll get killed like that

You pussies talk like you're ill like that (You're not)


[Verse 3: T.Darko]

What'd you really think (Think)

This is street life (Life)

We only meet twice, before I make the heat slide (Tsh)

I know the G's want us locked in (Locked in)

That's why they got my cousin Termz boxed in (Trust)

Now my auntie's pissed (Pissed)

But it's nothing though

We'll soon be back on the block bunning [?] (Bunning [?])

But that's the past, I'm tryna look ahead

I've got my eyes on grinding and stacking bread

The heat's always packing lead

But any little prick, try running it up

You'll get your wig split (Split)

We're getting dirty cash (Cash), we're getting cash for dirt (Dirt)

Little pricks dirt body get stashed for [?]

And fuck girls (Girls), I put my money first (First)

Got one bitch to stop a nigga being rich

So I stick to the trap and get my P's up

I ain't chilling in my yard with my feet up (Fuck that)


[Outro: Tiny Boost]

Bang (Bang, bang)

Pecknizzy (Nizzy, Pecknizzy)

PYG (PYG)

Peckham's Youngest Gangsters, you dunkno (Gangsters, gangsters, dunkno)

07, 08 (07, 08)

Fill up the road (Killing 'em, killing 'em)