Ain't no other niggas like my niggas, you know?
(Raising hell ain't an option, it's in our brains)
I'm a ride for my brothers
I'll die for them, that's on my mother
Only the streets can feel my struggle
One thing about 'em and no other
I raise hell in my city
(And I know, I know, I know, I know)
I raise hell in my city, so be prepared in my city
Lost Nuski [?] passed to a bunch of these bitch niggas
Three nigga heart but the mind of a rich nigga
What's happenin', go back me and run up a snitch nigga
O Town late night studios where we stay cold drinks, tryna get me the simp nigga
Gave all thirty something years, he ain't a snitch nigga
All [?] never gone on half of these split niggas
One minute in the house next town I'm a spit niggas
My city respect and honor me, and the killer boy break the bond recepit
Muzzle with the chop, trigger finger water, I bet it could ponder, see
All these seats for my niggas, twenty one years in the streets with my niggas
And that's to my momma, she know about my brother, she know she playin' for keeps niggas
Late night tryin' strike somethin', dice game sellin' drugs and they stay in the dark nigga
Call bro, bring the por, thirty six O's, then you know not to park nigga
And it's hell in my city, two shots hit head or tail in my city
War time if it's animosity, and I got the squad to rock with me
Ride, I'm a rider, beef with my squad then there's no survivors
Young nigga fourteen on L that be drivin' then catch a body on a nigga be lackin', we 'bout violence
Let alcohol trick you to a coffin, think I sweet tail little brother often
Chicago don't want that nigga, no love in hip-hop cause we don't act nigga
'Cept act nigga on the block with a Mac nigga, no money but we tax nigga
Nigga's city show love to the rap niggas, that's my all my L's go loyal
And these niggas, these bitchs ain't loyal
And these streets, these streets ain't for you
And I'm a rider so save that shit for them other niggas
Niggas ain't fuckin' with us, niggas ain't ridin' with us
These niggas ain't out every night on the strip with the hammers outside with us
Magazine tryin' to vibe with us, hoppin' out that black Benz tryin' to slide with us
Niggas say I'm bad business but niggas cuffin' bitches, I'm a side nigga
Writer(s): Adrian Scott Johnson, Durk D Banks
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