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Saviii 3rd
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Ay, don't nobody get the wrong idea
I'm from badass baby young 3rd Street Crip
And you'll never find a nigga say his slap to knock me out
My squabble too immaculate, they had to pack me out
That's what we doin', like, "Bet fool, let's get disrespectful"
Like, "Fuck all your dead homies and your whole set too"
It's been a minute since I talked all that gang gang
But niggas poppin' it, and they don't really gang bang
I gang bang, from the insane gang
Yeah, I'm the one supply the triggers, make they brains hang
You say you who, what?
You ain't trooped up, you ain't made 'em think twice before they do somethin'
'Cause you gon' do somethin', it ain't nothin' like the Crip
Niggas got the wrong idea, they ain't never pulled a skit
Niggas holdin' on, how they wanna fall?
'Cause I'ma pop me down the two and put a hole in four
It's perfect timing, fucked all of my opps baby mamas
How you think I know that back door broke up in a Honda?
I just beat it down
Oh, you breathin' now?
'Cause niggas rich and out the hood, now you be around?
Like what the lick read?
I'm from Crip Street, got my woadie in the booth, you better not tempt him
We can't hide my niggas really be outside with this shit
He say he wackin' I's and I go viral with sticks
Like be for real, I ain't them, it's obvious I'm a Crip
Ain't no way up in the world you get the wrong idea (I'm on go)
Oh, you roll, huh? (Roll)
Nigga lookin' broke as fuck, let him hold somethin' (boom)
Politickin' with my pups, tryna blow somethin' (blow somethin')
They just got up outta school, it's like for sum' (four sum')
And we about 'em by the rules 'cause we know somethin' (know somethin')
How you passin' all them jewels? Give yo' bro nun (give yo' bro nun)
How you passin' living large but your bro strugglin'?
I'm a real 3rd Street, ain't no owe nun'
We all mighty F capitals on duty with it
22 loogies spittin' on Crip, I'm a foolie with it
I bet he a-
I bet he assume he did it
That boy got tired of bein' a bitch and now he shootin' niggas
And ain't a nigga from my city did it like me
I rap better and I put 'em on the white tee on Crip Street
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