Текст песни Stupid Freestyle - $tupid Young

Nobody know you in your section, boy, your name don't ring a bell
City by the sea where them Asians causing hell
My nigga got locked, they want too much for the bail
In order to be a boss, you gotta take a couple Ls
Opps think they gassed up, so he gon' get a shell
Shooter this, shooter that, nigga, we can tell
Came from the gutter, nowadays I'm doing well
Brodie said he got a drop, can't say it on the cell
All up in the section with a Glizzy on my hip
Semi-automatic, make a nigga do a flip
Way before Corona, niggas been in the crib
Niggas talking out they lip, but they ain't nеver kill shit
Heard the opps rappin', hopе them niggas blow up
When they do a show, I be the first one to show up
You the type to hit the county jail and roll up
Two fingers with a thumb nigga, what I throw up
Brought my nigga on a mission 'cause he got a nice aim
Nigga, we be shooting like a motherfuckin' dice game
You the type of nigga to get some fame and you might change
All I really wanted was a Rollie and a nice chain
And all the street shit ain't nothing new to me
They sendin' threats talkin' bout what they gon' do to me
I got .40, dare a nigga touch my jewelry
How y'all gang bang in gated communities?
Lil' nigga probably never touch a hundred bands
I know deep down he a motherfuckin' fan
You CK, but who you kill? I don't understand
Air it out, watch them niggas do the runnin' man
And fuck rap, I'll die for all this real shit
Ain't talkin' school, but a nigga took some field trips
You better watch all them niggas who you chill with
Go ahead and try to press my buttons, nigga, that's a kill switch
Yeah, I heard them diss songs, I ain't feeling them
Niggas mad I'm in my bag, plus I'm killing them
You better start ducking low if you chill with 'em
I'm throwin' up Crip like I'm Tookie Williams
Every time we in the club, you already know we sticked up
Ain't worried about nothing, 'cause we got the blick tucked
I told my niggas, "Eyes open, don't you slip up"
Got his bitch in my section and she tryna flick up
Why these niggas always rappin' what they not 'bout?
That boy disappeared every time we hopped out
Niggas scatter like roaches when we pop out
Exposed to gangster shit when I was at my pop's house
All my uncles from the hood, they showed me the ropes
Raised around them Asian Loccs, you already know them my folks
Giving out cancer if you say you want smoke
Opp joke, net banging plus them niggas really broke
Gotta mention Young when you talkin' bout the Coast
Real nigga humble, I don't like to brag or boast
Watch the news, if he died, we gon' have a toast
In my hood, I'm like the Pope 'cause I give my niggas hope
Seen real niggas lose it all smokin' dope
I lost some niggas, felt the pain then I couldn't cope
Throwin' up the A while I'm slidin' with the pole
When shit hit the fan, tell me, who really gon' go, huh?