Real Shyheim - Bag lyrics

Bag

Real Shyheim

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I was broke and I ran up a bag on em I got some hittas
That's ready to take Off yo head if I put a bag on it
I be giving these niggas hell
I don't fuck with 12 and I might do The dash on em
I know they be hating cause they see Me chasing a check
And I ran up a Bag on em got a bag on em
I was broke and I ran up a bag on em I got some hittas
That's ready to take Off yo head if I put a bag on it
I be giving these niggas hell
I don't fuck with 12 and I might do The dash on em
I know they be hating cause they see Me chasing a check
And I ran up a Bag on em got a bag on em
They screaming free еm we trynna Deletе em
No back and forth cause we ain't With that beefing
Got a few homies that died for no Reason
So fuck being peaceful I'm trynna get Even
Load up that choppa pull up to yo Residence
Gloves on my hands so I won't leave No evidence
Circle small I ain't trynna die young
These niggas be rats
I ain't wit all that telling shit
Keep it on my that's the way that I'm Living
Too many snakes so I'm keeping my Distance
Used to be broke til I ran up a check
Now I'm thinking through hunnids they look at my different
What do I see when I look in the Mirror?
Ima go getta ain't nobody realer
I'm from the jungle with Lions and Tigers and Bears everybody strapped With a pistol
He said he real but that boy ain't Official
Bought a few pints now he think he A sipper
Toting that pistol he think he a killa
Get caught in that jam and he gone Blow the whistle
Pouring this 4 and that shit got me l
Meaning
Watch who I trust cause I kow they Be scheming
All of my brothers that came from The struggle I tell I love you
Then I Really mean it mmhm
I was broke and I ran up a bag on em I got some hittas
That's ready to take Off yo head if I put a bag on it
I be giving these niggas hell
I don't fuck with 12 and I might do The dash on em
I know they be hating cause they see Me chasing a check
And I ran up a Bag on em got a bag on em
I was broke and I ran up a bag on em I got some hittas
That's ready to take Off yo head if I put a bag on it
I be giving these niggas hell
I don't fuck with 12 and I might do The dash on em
I know they be hating cause they see Me chasing a check
And I ran up a Bag on em got a bag on em
Don't hit my line if it ain't about Profit
Niggas be broke so that's why they Be robbing
They said when I get the money it Come with some problems
I went and bought a new choppa
Everywhere I go I got a weapon on Me
When I ain't have shit they was Flexing on me
Try me it'll be another ceremony
10 Toes ain't no nigga stepping on Me
See these racks in my pockets she say That I'm balling
I hit her once and I won't even call
Her
You said it's war and you ready die Bout that shit
Well you better go pick out a coffin
They plotting on me so I gotta be Cautious
We was homies now you be on Some opp shit
A lot of guns I got so many options
Steady talking but you won't get it Poppin
These lil niggas be on some fake shit
I peep it but I never say shit
Make a call they pull up and spray Shit
I'm the one you don't wanna play
He said that he wit
We know that he ain't with the shit
We can get on some dangerous shit
Niggas acting like demons
Get turned to a angel and shit
Yea I stay with the flame on my hip
And she following me with the mop Cause I came with the drip
Yea you lil niggas lame as a bitch
And that 30 on me so just know When I draw on you niggas
I ain't Bout to paint in this bitch
I remember them days I used to be
Down
They hating on me cause I'm up now
I'm not into watches but ima be
Honest
I'm thinking bout copping a bust Down
And you was a clown when we was In school
So why you trynna act tough now?
And shawty was bad now she on the
Bag
They say she acting like a slut now
I heard you be rapping but you really Capping you thinking hotta than me
Had to walk out the booth with a Muhh fuckin casket the way that I Body the beat
And these niggas be gossiping acting Like hoes
But really be broke as a bitch
And you got a gun but you ain't no Shoota
So why is you toting that shit?
Acting like you bout that action
You know you'll snitch at the drop of A dime
And talking behind my back be the Quickest way to get you shot in the Spine
If you see me out and it's later than 8 Better know that I'm strapped with The 9
I remember them people that hated On me
Yea that shit in the back of my mind And they fronted on me back when I Was broke
Now they in the back of the line
But when you a boss
You take a loss and say fuck it get Back on yo grind
I was broke and I ran up a bag on em I got some hittas
That's ready to take Off yo yo head if I put a bag on it
I be giving these niggas hell
I don't fuck with 12 and I might do The dash on em
I know they be hating cause they see Me chasing a check
And I ran up a Bag on em got a bag on em
I was broke and I ran up a bag on em I got some hittas
That's ready to take Off yo head if I put a bag on it
I be giving these niggas hell
I don't fuck with 12 and I might do The dash on em
I know they be hating cause they see Me chasing a check
And I ran up a Bag on em got a bag on em

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G Herbo - Eastside Stories lyrics

Eastside Stories

G Herbo

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[Intro]
Yeah
(Kid!)
We don't even say it
We don't even say R.I.P nigga
We just say Long Live, all my niggas gone, ya know
Niggas that we lost to this shit
Niggas really out here
In the streets
You know, for real, living this shit that I'm rappin' 'bout, you know, I'm Just, like, I'm
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[Verse]
'Member what it used to be like
I was seventeen
'Member what it used to be like
I was off the lean
'Member what it used to be like
All I had a dream
'Member what it used to bе like
We ain't have a thing
But I turnеd it to some shit that they all wanna be like
Ain't gon' never get like this cause you don't wanna be right
I make all the sacrifices so you live a better life
Somebody told me leave your legacy while you're still alive
Somebody told me leave your legacy while you're still alive
I wonder what it be like if G-Fazo was still alive
'Member when Kobe died I drank that shit right out the bottle
We went to war for Rock, wonder if he was here, would he have had a body?
We gon' fall out this rap shit, wonder wonder what Slim would've felt about it
Turned all the way up in this rap shit, but I wish Cap was right here beside me
Now a moment of silence
Where we grew up all we knew was violence
2012, we was strapped, used to play with them bitches like violins
We ain't even get to make it back safe if we hearin' the sirens
We gon' get put with the opps on the air, phones wildin'
Matter fact, fuck that, if you want smoke we can dial in
Just hit a lick, we gon' pull a [?]
We ain't broke no more, how do you end up on an island?
Trash lil' niggas get rich though
Keep it on my hip with his headphone
He be shooting dice with his hand full
Ten four stack with a hand fold
Fuck a nigga bitch like a nympho
Been in the streets whats the Info?
Drako make him duck like limbo
Leaving him stretched out, no limo
Get money, stay 100, my M-O
Know I'ma stay 150, 50 on a chain, 150
You know this gang-gang 150
Foe nem tote big as 50's
They don't want no lil ass glizzy
Better at least put .30 in it
I ain't gon lie, this shit serious
These lil niggas here 'bout they buisness
They in this shit tryna finish
I got real niggas doing sentences, they in that bitch tryna finish
I'ma help put on for my hood and my city while smoking OG in Givenchy
I was smelling like pot store in school, I was seventeen they gave a nigga detention
Went to school, had to dip wit' from glick with the 17, niggas be greetin' with tension
And big bro was ready to park by the school till I left, just in case he was itchin
Free [?], niggas is snitches
Long live Playboy, niggas bitches
Free T-Slick, I miss him
Free Lil [?], he innocent
No Limit Gang, finna get the pendant did
And still doin' this shit independant, you dig?
And I'm iced out, these pointers big
Them bitches only gon' get bigger, you dig?
A nigga only gon' get richer, you dig?
My fans ain't gotta pay for a picture, you dig?
Just support a nigga, you dig?
Y'all know I on a mission, kid
Gotta move on, I'll be on my way, I'ma miss you kid
I gotta keep gettin' money, if you get in my way I hope you kissed your kid (Goodbye)

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S13 - The Cold Room - [S1.E9] lyrics

The Cold Room - [S1.E9]

S13

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Sebz beats baby
Elevate, this sounds mad
Ayy Tweeko mixed this you know?
It sound's cold

[Verse: S13]
You don't know how a deadman looks
Two bells get put in the whoosh or a hole in one like Tiger Woods
Scary sight when we slide in hoods
Don't care about age or number, flex with dem get put in the wood
Thank Allah every day for my freedom anytime a man gotta cut through the hood
Cut my nails, burn my boogs
Crash the dots off broad day bait, now I'm miles away and I'm choppin' dinners
He ain't done no shit for me so I burnt his bridge like we burnt these dingers
Sweet one said I smile too much, she don't know the real reason I'm grinnin'
Spot him, got him, now it's good riddance
Holding the 12 with ease
If you can't handle the side-by-side, you can't even chat to my younger g's
I put stainless steel in guts and it's two hands firm when I'm aiming the heat
Scotland Yard keep taking my team so you know every time it's free CB, and every time it's free TT
Just seen another opp boy in a vid, like, how you gonna rap with the driest blade, and you ain't blazed no skin?
Nah Akh, all jokes aside, big man ting, you're taking the piss
I ain't even got started on the guy you say "Long Live"
He's in a rizz, go to the grave he's pissed
Take his name out your Insta bio and go to the job centre you prick
Cah this ain't the life you want, studio time just got to the kid
Cuz first when it comes to business, on my bro could never make drinks
On sight any time I see them, couldn't give a toss in front of the CIDs
Squeeze first, splash faster
Why you think that I scream "SF"?
Free Saggy, with a brucky, got him on the wing like his name is Perez
I love a verbal, that's correct
But I don't do this for the net
Got the drop, on his barbers
The next thing my man got cheffed
How's my name getting put in tunes?
I really don't understand
Years ago, I did get bored
Then three bodies frozen in wonderland
Just got bail for an AM in Bridge, got knicked
'cause somethin' else got splashed
Me and CB kicked back, used to laugh and think about how [?] did the dash
Solicitor telling me to lie low
My mum thinks she gave birth to a psycho
I'd think that we worked for the council the way we turned [?] to a lie though
Nuff man got put on the knife though, more than a few got fill up with bine though
Don't slip with a bitch or just for a drink, that's a one way trip to the sky homes
You're a bitch, you know, I know
Bruck the back, snatch a soul
Could be archin', could be blastin'
Either way, gotta go
N*ggas know, 'bout I
Swing my knife, bang my pole
N*ggas know
Gotta go
Bang!

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