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Drexthejoint
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Elvis josue camacho calleja
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Seb Sosa
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Huh
**** say that they gon' kill me, on Jayside, ****, then come and do that
If they do, I'll take one with me 'cause I'm gon' shoot back
Got knocked down 'cause he was talkin' like he Tupac
I'm a Southside baby, that's why you see me with this blue rag
Everything y'all **** do, we been did it
You'll never understand my lifestyle, you never lived it
Free my **** out that box, huh, we really did it
No leg shot, my **** aimin' straight up out that fitted
That's on gangland, we really bang this and we don't take those
Southside a part of town where **** can't go
'Member I was down bad, these bitches went ghost
Now me and Jim be fuckin' bitches like the bang bros
Nah, for real, though, huh, that's on my mama
Big-ass shells for any **** that want drama
Jog-ups and walk-downs, we put 'em through some trauma
Better get your act right, we both you know you don't want problems
Now go 'head and ask about me, they'll tell you that I'm a joint
**** hate, that's why I gotta stay on point
Top-ranked from my section, y'all **** still learnin' points
Y'all been rappin' for some years, y'all **** still ain't makin' noise
Man, free the walk-downs, we do all the shit y'all **** talk 'bout
Like hop out, I'm tryna catch me one and make him drop out
How y'all **** EBK, but never pop out?
Loudest **** in the room be the first **** to cop out
I know y'all **** mad 'cause y'all **** can't really fuck with us
Don't even gotta question, these **** already know what's up
I was locked up in my cell, I ain't get no love
Check my resume, lil' ****, I don't got no smut
If I do, huh, it's 'bout a bitch
Same **** 'round you be the same **** that switch
I'm paranoid, that's why I keep it on my hip
Mama knows that I be thuggin', said she hate the way I live
I can never loaf, that's why I gotta keep the deuce-deuce
These **** steady plottin' on the gang like I just won't shoot
Did it by my lonely, on the set, I ain't get no boost
You better keep a blicky on your waist if y'all gon' come through
Better think twice, you could lose your life, you gotta play it right
One day, we're here, next day, we're gone, you better keep your pipe
I don't give no passes, catch an opp, we send him straight to Christ
This ain't nothin' nice, I'm on they head, ****, just like lice
That's on the section, **** know I keep a weapon
I know **** hate the movement, but real **** gon' respect it
Sometimes, I try to change, but I can't, this shit get hectic
But I made it this far when some didn't, this shit a blessing
Free my **** out that box and that's on Jays
Got tired of flockin' and had to make another way
Don't gotta wait 'til night when we can shoot it out broad day
Don't put a K after that Jay if you ain't never did a thing, that's on the gang
I state facts, bro, no, I don't cap, though, I never lack, ho
Keep it on me, a lot of **** don't come back home
Can't get too close, the same ****'ll try to backdoor
I took some L's, but bounced back, bitch, I'm back, ho
On the real, baby, man, you just gotta play your part
You could drop a hundred ****, but to me, you still a mark
Big-ass 40, I'll tear your whole family apart
Yeah, we the reason why your mama don't let you out after dark
Huh, I really do this, boy
Free the hood, free the hood, Badass Jackers Click and all that
Free Rose, free Sherm, free Act Up
Make a bitch **** back up, ****, on the hood, huh
Now leave that shit
Written by: Elvis josue camacho calleja