Текст песни Where I'm From - Polo Redd

Where I'm from all the packs caking up niggas
Where you from lots of rats, snakes and fuck niggas
Where I'm from man these hoes be the real hustlers
Where you from man them bitches be some real suckers

Catch him down bad, nigga ain't gone know what hit him
Work the brown bag til I made a pretty nickel
Ain't with the back and forth, meet me in the middle
Travel to a bitch make her ass double dribble

Got that trap marked up, it's a tax mark up
Fuck Ms. Parker, want my red darker
Purple double cup, exotic blunt of the fluff
And all that talk ain't enough, gone have to show me some stuff
This shit I clutch ain't a bluff, if you play it get rough
I can lay you with the snuff then dust off both of my cuffs
And while we speaking on cuffs, I ain't that foreign to such
I hit the courtroom so much, I had to take me a lunch
And if I made it out that bitch you know I'm sparking a blunt
Prefer a bag of the runtz, boy I ain't with all the fronts
Ask Nique he'll tell ya, I ain't with all the stunts
And I ain't fighting not once, that stick out first like a bunt

First base with ya bitch that's a dub
Second base with ya bitch on the drugs
Third base with ya bitch in the tub
Home run in the back of the club
Opp nigga, Tupac, hit em up
Stop it, you are not one of us
So much ice, all these bitches, it's a flood
Y'all ain't talking bout shit, where the bud, roll em up

We in your hood, thought you was posted nigga
I see you laughing, but who joking nigga
Turn that smile to a frown with the stick
Yeah the blick make em sick, now I'm laughing cuz I roast a nigga
Pussy nigga feed off emotion
Top dog, nigga I put all of this in motion
Your bitch next to me she moist
Everything she do by choice
Every time she hear my voice (splat, splat)