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Across Western
Lil Zay Osama
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Bitch, it is what it is
When I say it's up, it's stuck
You know it's how it did
Don't throw rocks or halves in here
Every chance I got, I see ya
If it ain't comin' out that bitch
We bound to run in here
Bitch, it's up, bitch, it's smoke
LA. night, we kick them cars
My lil' brother got the pro
Take his ass down, stand over him
And give his ass some more
And that lil' bitch gon' get spanked too
For playin' with our low
Nigga, I bail out all them cars
And blow my stack
Tryna prove too much to the opps
Almost got me and bro in the wrap
Nigga, tell us when they block
We bend that bitch and they don't be out
We gon' hit the low-end first
Then go and hit the opps outside
Bitch, we made it across West
First ones to claim across West
We put niggas in the dirt
For playing with our name across West
Ain't no talkin', we put belts to every gang across West
OG on that car
.223s and Glocks, nigga
Pop out on your block, nigga
You ain't hopped in no car, nigga
We ain't get that fye
We get that school, we get that Glock, nigga
You with them, get shot with them, mm
Bitch, it is what it is
When I say it's up, it's stuck
You know it's how it did
Don't throw rocks or halves in here
Every chance I got, I see ya
He ain't comin' out that bitch
We bound to run in the crib
Bitch, it's up, bitch, it's smoke
LA. night, we kick them cars
My lil' brother got the pro
Take his ass down, stand over him
And give his ass some more
And that lil' bitch gon' get spanked too
For playin' with the low
Nigga, you know it's since ago
Nigga, I play with the low
Hit her once and then make her leave
I did my dirt so when I go
Know they won't feel bad for me
She think she is, she can't get close
It's gon' be a tragedy
He got the text, he has no hope
He lost his life for trying me
I know I'ma stop sneaky bitches, I can't rock with them
He won't make it far
I heard he died with his Glock with him, he was talking crazy
They got quiet when the shots hit him
Still both on the block like Bobby Shmurda, I'm a hot nigga
Come outside, I'm on your block
And in that gated area, get your pop
Come outside, I'm on your block
And in that gated area, get your pop
Bitch, we made it across West
First ones to claim across West
We put niggas in the dirt
For playing with our name across West
Ain't no talkin'
We put belts to every gang across West
OG on that car, uh
.223s and Glocks, nigga
Pop out on your block, nigga
You ain't hoppin' no car, nigga
Bitch, we made it across West
First ones to claim across West
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