Intro:
Yo
Whole lotta gang shit
All da time
All da time
All da time
Yeah!
Yah!
Verse:
I ain’t ever sober
Live a turnt life
Drug dealin,serve white
Tell you what the curb like
We was wild
Errynight
Youngin had to earn stripes
Trappin’ down the turnpike
Never worried bout the boys
I see ‘em through a bird’s eye
Niggas used to push nicks
Grew up now he
Serve pie
Niggas really hate him now
Still ain’t never learned why
Sick I got the germ
Heads turn when I swerve by
Bitch I got em pissed
I’m the shit
No enima
Pop a pill ma
We could roll like cinnamon
I’m am the one
And only nigga
That could get it done
Neck, wrist, ear
Pinky ring
All glistening
They don’t fuck wit Rizz
But they hoe still listenin’
Well listen here
Nigga I, will pull the Smith in here
And wreck shit
The
Handle on the hammer
Got my fresh prints
Excellence but
We don’t leave evidence
We ditch the 5th
Then hit the strip
Somewhere you niggas never been
Dope peddlin’
That ain’t coke there
It’s medicine
For the snortas
Straight over the border
From the Mexicans
44 or the 38
What’s your preference
Your soul movin’ on up
The clip full of Jeffersons
Bald heads
Niggas call Feds
On my set
So if you one up
I’m gun squeezin’
To even the deficit…
I don’t never get
Why ya’ll hatin’ on Connecticut
Bristal, to pistal
Wavin’ New Haven
Gets down
Hartford
Don’t come
If you ain’t got the heart for it
To the Fiji
I’ll
Pistol whip ya shit apart for it
Hook:
East side
Bitch I love my hood
Bitch I love my coast
East side
Where we living good
Better than we hoped
East side
Right around the Mecca
It don’t get no better
East side
Where the coldest niggas
Always wit whatever
2x
Verse 2:
I ain’t never sober
Always on one ( 1 )
My bitch on one ( 1 ) too ( 2 )
( 3 ) Three, ( 4 ) four other hoes
Always tryina come through
It’s five ( 5 ) after six ( 6 )
( 7 ) Seven blunts and a cup full
Ate ( 8 ) the pussy till she bust
Nine ( 9 ) ( 10 ) Ten nuts to it
Run through it
Shoot her baby daddy
If it come to it
Bullets hit his body-
Movin’ like he love crump music
East Coast nigga
Northside of the belly of the beast
Most niggas never make it out alive
I advise you revise ya plan
You ain’t dope
It’s a disguise
All them lies
Caught up quicker than Bolt
I love my hood
Could they say the same
About I
Trust no man
I’m Major Payne
Sleep wit eyes wide
Besides
My city weird
One minute niggas cheer
Next minute niggas gone
You make it
Now they here
But I will never turn my back on my brothers “sigh”
RIP my niggas gone to the other side
Till we meet again
I’ll put this pen between the double lines
And triple cash
Hope that I could sway these niggas troubled minds
Whew!