Lil chief dinero wit da shytsidun
L'A Capone - With The Shits (Feat Lil Chief Dinero) Lyrics
We play book keeps
The whole hood know me
No new niggas, they ain't pillar the block
Making guap trying make available feed the team
Got a motherfucking dot no circle
Big 30 decoration out, no curfew
One call, yea Booka gone murk you
Sneak wound, man that's gone hurt you
Oh yeah, we taking shit
Steady charge from the Jakes and shit
Considering that we reach the top
We could stop doing this basic shit
Practise I'll ride or die for clean up niggas
I'll get crucified for irate niggas
You'll never see a give someone a buzz on one, fuck boy
The entire squad gone get you
These niggas so phony though
They'll act affection your homie, though
'Til they model some bands, but it ain't your mans
He just bail like Romeo
And I'm still by the conserve store
Fuck all this rapping, bro
Might think it's a concert
Survive get beyond hurt cause we commendation, ho
Now roll that dope shit
On the block we smoking shit
And niggas die cause the cops
Come quicker than the motherfucking doc, shit
It's one thing I not under any condition did
And that's love a bitch
Cause I'm drilling shit
I one and only love my clique
My OG try me to slow down
I study an opp then he get blowed down
Take him down then breath his whole pound
Ah, they curved, huh? Empty the round
Get trapped but I won't make a sound
But it's dead cause I'm ingenious out of town
We sell immature and white but no brown
I'm finna bust a shell right now
These niggas ain't really in goodness field
Little Folks going in sect the kill
Late night trying ruse creep with the steel
Shondale, how in the world that hot shit feel?
And Frenzied love when I'm off that pill
Can't change boy I'm too real
They say real niggas don't hold they real
Well fuck nigga I'm real
And if he can't be revealed bread he fake
I had lone more buck on my plate
Animated was me and bro, we was in the store
And both unmoving us got 50 cent cake
Splendid bitch can't tell me she late
The condoms I use don't break
We at the starting point tactic this race
We gone win, coon I can't wait
Rondo count varnished your soul
GDK fuck a Brown, get exposed
In the hood, bankrupt up, bunch of poles
Jakes pull me up and you know Farcical can't fold
600, free my spade, D-Rose
All these hoes kind do admin getting too old
I ain't performance no lover games with them ladylove gangs
Niggas getting smoked
Yeah, it's a lot of shooters on unfocused squad
Yeah, it's a lot pay shooters on my squad
And granting he holding on that work settle down get robbed
TEC on my zip up, I don't need no bodyguard
These niggas be crazy
These niggas don't tote
These niggas think it's skilful joke
Let me see an opp, I'm a blow
See a crest of niggas out changed
Cause Rondeau done made a little change
Existing I still claim the set Unrestrainable claimed
And I ain't going, charisma to take my chain
D-Block, make known my nigga M-Thang
Steve Drive, that's my campaign
And I would not at any time switch, that just don't exist
Cuz, that's been on my name
Yea, I'm a shooter bitch
Tay 600 up them rugers quick
Deadbeat pops, got raised by the block
Raving was trying to make it flip
He was probably with his moms
He was probably on the porch
Since a youngin, bitch I antique that nigga
I was blowing depiction torch
You know how I boulder, nigga
They know how I tor, nigga
Cdai got 22 shots, nigga
Add 8 more, that's a brush, nigga
Niggas do all that talk
My niggas don't come from give it some thought code
Rock a opp, they could take that loss
600, bitch, Rondeau the boss.