30 sticks come when we slide you know somebody gone die
Get out yo top, get out yo body, watch how quick you feel that fire
And if yo brother feelin’ I bet he be the next to die
Think I’m arcade this ain’t no game
Come run up b#tch come up and try
I’m from the slums live in the mazing where they thinking sh#t amazing
Brudda got up close and did em’ bad, mane that sh#t outrageous
And we ain’t spaning ages, don’t f#ck with n#gg#s like I’m racist
Sohunnit till my bed go off the n#gg#s that rise me
Put holes through his f#kkin clothes cause I was taught to never fold
Gotta play ya role, f#ck theses hoes, my bruddas jocing up the road
In the pin he can’t come home, get on the beat with ctb & get to spazin’ on my own
I f#ck with Mage that’s my lil brother n#gg# play we send em’ home
n#gg# hopin’ dick to dick n#gg#s hopin’ click to click
They say tee hop in the booth, talk his sh#t up on sum stupid sh#t
See brudda get retarded with that, Glock up on sum ruthless sh#t
You know Keith? be out his body he be, ready for do ah b#tch
And I’m forever stackin’ cheddar, used to shoot my shot my sh#t ah go above the rim, no I’ll never ever let em’, brodie knock ah, opp off the schedule
Nick Cannon we be wilding out, if n#gg# got sum pressure we might, just bring it to yo mama house
Enough talking bout drama n#gg# ain’t have clothes, was eating noodles on dem’ floors while roaches crawling on the stove
Don’t evening think I’m about, the clues f#ck ah, n#gg# he get blues
Knock ah n#gg# out his shoes, Mage coming f#kkin through
Verse 6: CTB MAGE
I’m in this b#tch CTB, know we the dummies in the city
Hit em’ up Dave up in the back, watch how quick he come up missing
Roaches crawlin’ on his stove dem’, b#tches all up in my plate then
You know I grew up in the slums, tryna get a spot outta state
I’m in this tee, we turning up, we got that drac
Ah, n#gg# slide up on my block, watch I hit em’ in his face
Ah, a n#gg# reppin’ on that gang, we walk em’ down we clear the business
Verse 7: CTB MAGE
Buku racks up in my pocket, we finna leave his family shitty
CTB up on this b#tch, you know we turn up every time
That n#gg# reppin’ on that gang, watch I flip em’ like ah dime
I’m in this b#tch we tee, we work the backseat we just did a crime
It’s right ah, n#gg# stay in his place or get dem’ b#tches send straight till his face
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