lirik lagu hotboy wes – my story
[intro]
double r, n~gga, uh
double r, n~gga, so icy, n~gga
f~ck you talkin’ ’bout?
1017 landlord, n~gga
know what the f~ck goin’ on, n~gga
real street n~ggas only, man
you ain’t invited
(ayy, blvkk, take off)
[verse 1]
so icy gang, b~tch, we really be robbin’
nights in that cell, used to talk to a toilet
knife by my d~ck, talkin’ sh~t to the warden
i come from powder packs out the apartment (‘partment)
i had to stay down, stay down, stay down, stay down, stay down like i was the carpet (carpet)
these n~ggas fakin’ and flodgin’
how you get caught with no carbine?
how you get out with them charges? (b~tch)
heard they ran down, you ain’t do nothin’ (do nothin’)
when it come to the team, keep it two hundred (two hundred)
heard that boy green, turn his ass to a cucumber (cucumber)
n~gga try me, lock me up on a new number
please check my resume, section 8 every day
four chopper sticks in a chevrolet, pray for a better day
highway to h~ll, park the ‘cat at the heaven gates
f~ck the police, push the b~tch ’til the pedal break (skrrt)
young n~gga poppin’ straight out of the struggle (struggle)
b~tch, i’m from texas, my chopper from russia (russia)
come from a block where you got to leave opps in a puddle
or bury your partners and brothers (on gang)
neck on spaghetti, my bezel on gushers (b~tch)
jumped off the porch, sellin’ dope in my levis
724, had the loc in the beehive (crip)
how that young n~gga go fendi from fila? (drip)
[chorus]
number one rule, keep a stick with me
never sell a gun with a clip in it
never leave your bro for a b~tch, n~gga
treat a dope fiend like a rich n~gga
motherf~ck a loss, don’t quit, n~gga
stick to the g code, don’t switch, n~gga
nah, for real, so icy gang, n~gga, uh
[verse 2]
young n~gga from the block had it too d~mn hard
five grams, glock 40, and a food stamp card
tryna pull me a move, f~ck school and a job (f~ck a job)
stayed down, fast forward, it’s a pool on my arm (splash)
‘member they used to make fun of me
hoes called me broke and they never would come to me (come to me)
i switch the grill, turn the bentley to bumblebee (skrrt)
still droppin’ tears for my n~gga that’s underneath (d~mn, crip)
these n~ggas dumb as f~ck, they never come to us
she drop the lo’, so i owe her a tummy tuck
this drac’ on my waist, when it spray, wake a mummy up (grrah)
it’s cold where i stay, every day, better bundle up (b~tch, burr)
burr, burr, better bundle up, burr
it’s cold, it’s cold where i’m from, cuh, the gutter
hmm, i came from roaches to riches (burr)
boy, you’s a ho, you can’t go in the trenches (at all)
i’ma catch plays ’til them crackers come get me (skrrt)
never had sh~t, so i’m flashy, i get it
12 roll the scat, throw the crack in her titties
i really slept on a mattress that’s p~ssy (ah)
i gotta run up them racks to the ceiling
for all of them nights i was locked in a prison (on gang)
[chorus]
number one rule, keep a stick with me (stick with me)
never sell a gun with a clip in it (clip in it)
never leave your bro for a b~tch, n~gga (b~tch, n~gga)
treat a dope fiend like a rich n~gga (rich n~gga)
motherf~ck a loss, don’t quit, n~gga (quit, n~gga)
stick to the g code, don’t switch, n~gga (don’t switch, n~gga)
nah, for real, so icy gang, n~gga (uh)
[outro]
yeah, n~gga, there’s rules to this sh~t, n~gga
that’s why the game f~cked up
know what i’m sayin’?
too many motherf~ckin’ indians, ain’t enough chiefs, you heard me?
that’s why everybody—
game f~cked up, n~ggas ain’t got no motherf~ckin’ morals
without ’em
uh, so icy
grim reaper gang, b~tch
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