Текст песни Mr. Woody - 42 Dugg

My mama said I got death on me (My eyes stressed some)
The reason I got this vest on me (Ay, nigga left on me)
Helluva made this beat baby
Bitch (Bitch)
Ayy free Lil easy, Bitch
(Back to the street shit)
And free Skeet bitch (Back to the street shit)
I ain't high bitch I'm in the city (Bitch, bitch)
Fuck with me (Bitch, bitch, back to the street shit)
Back to the street shit
Bitch, bitch, Back to the street shit (4 gang in this)
I ain't high bitch I'm in the city

Ain't into talking nigga, la-la-la
Ain't been the same bitch since I got shot (Duh)
My leg hurt, aye but he got dropped
We got knots
Free my pop, fuck my opps
Nah for real (Bitch!)
You gon make more than the news, if you touch my watch
Yelling free my Uncle Nells (...)
You ain't never take a life, I can tell
How to playing murder in that cell, kinda shook ya
Give me dub, I'll cook it (Pussy!)
Hunnit thousand on me all ...
Seven murders in, all ...
Quick to top something just for looking
Quick to drop something, I'm a bully
Handgun chop, its a fully
Old school chop, Mr. Woody (Mr. Woody nigga, y'all niggas know how we coming)
Bitch don't come around asking bout nobody (Bitch)
Every nigga round me toting ...
[?] on the wood cause he dropped me
Fucking getting mad, cause he had
Four chops deep when we ride
Big fours, bitch you can't ...
Hustle boys, yeah I got it tatted
Push yo shit back cause he ready
Back to the street shit
I was gone, now I'm back on the east bitch
I ain't high bitch I'm in the city

4 gang, to no gang nigga