Lyrics
get rich or grab the 9 load and do my thing
no you don t be sliding
Keep the 9 on my hip just in case a nigga trip, i do this for the riders
you know you be hiding
gotta keep a 9 piece man that shit got real
You know you ain t riding hah, niggas stay in my pockets like they built this shit, keep a hoe in my phone man that shit got real
watch how many hollows when them shells come out
If i ain t selling dope then i m selling your bitch, yeah this nigga my plug
My nigga you lying, no you don t be sliding
On the gang you ain t ever seen a loc this real, everything scandals like a lick in the drought
we about 50 deep
life feeling hella lonely man that shit got real
Man that shit get real i suggest you keep it still, gotta keep a 9 piece man that shit got real
These niggas only riding till the peels run out, you can die in my street man that shit got real
i was on my last song man that shit got real
get rich or grab the 9 load and do my thing
No you don t be sliding, when it s on then it s on man that shit got real Slidin, my nigga you lying
Life feeling hella lonely man that shit got real, you know you be hiding, you know you ain t riding hah
You can die in my street man that shit got real, no you don t be sliding
mama kicked me out the house man that shit got real
that s when the real come out
When it s on then it s on man that shit got real, you know you ain t riding hah, don t even know my last name trynna lead my ship
So you can t talk how i talk, my ambitionz as a rider on my 2pac shit, all blue everything so you know i m a crip
if not you gon die in the streets
my nigga you lying
now i m living at my granny house that shit got real
Trynna play me like a chump bet your ass get popped, when it s on then it s on man that shit got real, my nigga you lying
I mma ride till the wheels fall off, these niggas only riding till the peels run out
That s when a nigga went down, no you don t be sliding, we don t flash guns we poppin when shit get real
You know you be hiding, we don t flash guns we poppin when shit get real, on fig i be doing my shit
But when that still come out, that s a hell of a deal
My nigga you lying, my nigga you lying, get rich or grab the 9 load and do my thing
i was on my last song man that shit got real
I was on my last song man that shit got real, my nigga you lying, no wonder you ain t coming outside
Now i m living at my granny house that shit got real, don t even know my last name trynna lead my ship, mama kicked me out the house man that shit got real
All blue everything so you know i m a crip, no wonder you ain t coming outside
when it s on then it s on man that shit got real
When it s on then it s on man that shit got real, but this what i m about
Keep the 9 on my hip just in case a nigga trip, and my momma Slidin, you know you be hiding
When it s on then it s on man that shit got real, keep it a 100 or nothing Traffic, i ll beat this case
You know you be hiding, trynna play me like a chump bet your ass get popped Traffic, my nigga you lying
keep a hoe in my phone man that shit got real
niggas stay in my pockets like they built this shit
My nigga you lying, that s when the real come out Slidin, we about 50 deep
I was on my last song man that shit got real, i mma ride till the wheels fall off Traffic, wade with the heat
My ambitionz as a rider on my 2pac shit, my nigga you lying Traffic, no you don t be sliding
niggas shootin at my granny house cause shit got real
You know you be hiding, so you can t talk how i talk, now i m living at my granny house that shit got real
Nothing realer than that, no you don t be sliding
Mama kicked me out the house man that shit got real, ask about me on a mission bitch i bounce out wheels
You know you ain t riding hah, life feeling hella lonely man that shit got real Traffic, keep it a 100 or nothing
When it s on then it s on man that shit got real, you know you be hiding, life feeling hella lonely man that shit got real
My nigga you lying, if not you gon die in the streets Slidin, when it s on then it s on man that shit got real
keep a mask and 2 gloves when i m around your wave
Yeah this nigga my plug, keep a hoe in my phone man that shit got real Traffic, life feeling hella lonely man that shit got real
My nigga you lying, my nigga you lying
all blue everything you can tell i m a crip
You can t live where i live, on the gang you ain t ever seen a loc this real, keep a mask and 2 gloves when i m around your wave
These niggas only riding till the peels run out, you can t live where i live Traffic, you know you be hiding
Mama kicked me out the house man that shit got real, gotta keep a 9 piece man that shit got real