Текст песни Crunchtime - Y'man Dog

This is the point where real gangsters unite
Annoit my lungs with tha dro
And just pop that Mo
Before dem hollows ignite
A product of the hood
So yeah I'm alright
Protect my loot wit these Rugers
And I keep it moving
Cause I'm used to this life

This is the point where real gangsters unite
Annoit my lungs with tha dro
And just pop that Mo
Before dem hollows ignite
A product of the hood
So yeah I'm alright
Protect my loot wit these Rugers
And I keep it moving
Cause I'm used to this life

It's real recognize real or get killed here
None of you niggas spared
Fuck your cares
And your feelings
Just get bread
How the fuck that nigga villain
That bitch scared
Rushing to stack a million
Punt to seal it
Ain't no playing on this field
It's home of the born stuntta
Yeah Chris here
Niggas claim that they running it
I'll drop
And put their records in wheelchairs
Who said that I was gone
Cause I'm still here
Never don't get me wrong
Fuck
I'm Dog
Imma bubble like spilled beer
I'll cut a nigga jaw like a steel sled
Fuck what your partner saw
I'll spit it raw
On some shit that I do or did
Forest Heights is the site of the truest shit
There's never gone be a night
That the white
Ain't packaged to do a flip
I'm right
You'll get left if you a bitch
Putting it on my life
I'll strike
Like lightning
If you're a snitch
Shake dice
Break rice in the newest whips
And twenty-five of my life
I did life
And earned stripes on these broken bricks

This is the point where real gangsters unite
Anoint my lungs with tha dro
And just pop that Mo
Before dem hollows ignite
A product of the hood
So yeah I'm alright
Protect my loot wit these Rugers
And I keep it moving
Cause I'm used to this life

This is the point where real gangsters unite
Anoint my lungs with tha dro
And just pop that Mo
Before dem hollows ignite
A product of the hood
So yeah I'm alright
Protect my loot wit these Rugers
And I keep it moving
Cause I'm used to this life

The rap game like the crack game
Sleep you'n sell
I'm like a dragon
I Spit fire like a beast in tha tale
Feds watching where we be because we too well
Imma stop
For a deal
White sheets
Or a cell
I ain't ask to be a hustler
Fuck
I struggle for real
I'm tryna get a pumping track from the Doc or Pharrell
I'm tryna stack a couple mil and build that house on the hill
Man it's no packs
All wax
When they find that I'm ill
And I ain't never going back to the times where I failed
And every lesson is a blessing for the man it don"t kill
Tell Vee
Send these pictures to my man Ill Bill
And Big D
Man I ain't forget you
You'll receive that mail
Can't we
Chop spinners
Wit the screens and grills
Instead of being befriended
By these sheepskin wolves
No sweat
For the Beretta
Cause I keeps that full
And don't hesitate under pressure
Or you'll eat that rule

This is the point where real gangsters unite
Annoit my lungs with tha dro
And just pop that Mo
Before dem hollows ignite
A product of the hood
So yeah I'm alright
Protect my loot wit these Rugers
And I keep it moving
Cause I'm used to this life

This is the point where real gangsters unite
Annoit my lungs with tha dro
And just pop that Mo
Before dem hollows ignite
A product of the hood
So yeah I'm alright
Protect my loot wit these Rugers
And I keep it moving
Cause I'm used to this life