Me & My Niggas

Me and my niggas we like brothers, talkin bout hustle down for each otha

We ain't tussle touch or tongue wrestle wit a nigga, we gone buss em off da muhfuckin muscle

You see cant catch meeee, gucci mane ain't runnin and i heard dey got pounds of weed

Got everythang you need from da X to da hard or soft nigga get served if you shop wit me

Got a team of cut throat niggas bout kickin doors clean off, when dey get dat word from me

Nigga please and my clique see 1 brick a piece den you gone get burnt to da third degree

Gotta two-twenty-three shootin bullets on da dot, a nigga finna get found by da birds and trees

Get ya ass dropped down on, by a nigga wit grill sayin get down on yo hands and knees

Give a fuck what anotha nigga got, who he shot, just long as da nigga don't fuck wit me

Ain't neva been a nigga trickin bucks just to fuck, cuz a slut catch a real nigga nut for free

Catch me on da streets of da southeast, gold grill and a million dolla mouthpiece

Deres a lot of hatin shit said about me, cuz I'm ridin twenty threes on a grand prix

Bitch check my family tree, ain't nun but G's, ain't no pussy nigga finna handle me

You can try and see, I bet you D-I-E, cuz love bussin shots out randomly

Have you lookin at da eyes of a dead body, grab a choppa come back shoot errbody

Give a fuck what ya homeboi say about it, ain't a muhfuckin secret I'm dead rowdy

I remember when I first start trappin, talkin sun valley tryna make shit happen

Sellin reefa dude, tryna make a lil loot, you can ask D and coop cuz dey seen me in action

Me and my niggas we like brothers, talkin bout hustle down for each otha

We ain't tussle touch or tongue wrestle wit a nigga, we gone buss em off da muhfuckin muscle

First we lost smiley den we lost dre, den we lost twon den we lost ayon

Now my boy von doin time for a murder charge, shit lookin bad so I gotta pray for em

Where we come from niggas die young, a nigga truly blessed if he turn 21

Ill neva turn my back on my niggas from da crest, and I put da momma and my unborn son

Crest where I'm from, dats real tung, straight up out da slum, and my word is my bond

I rob wit my gun and I con wit my tongue, if a nigga still breathin den da job ain't done

Everything we serve A-1, still sellin jays straight drop dat make dey mouth feel numb

Still throwin big barbeques at da park, if u ain't from my hood den yo ass cant come

Me and my niggas we like brothers, talkin bout hustle down for each otha

We ain't tussle touch or tongue wrestle wit a nigga, we gone buss em off da muhfuckin muscle

Nigga gotta hustle nigga gotta struggle, makin power moves gotta use a lil muscle

Gotta keep a tool, you a fool, if you think dat da straight drop crew ain't gone mothafuckin buss you

Tight like brothas, talkin bout hustle, if we don't know you den we sho don't trust you

Just might touch ya, cuz we feel like fuck ya, deres a lot of niggas getting killed on custer

Bouldercrest road bitch dats my post, use to sell blow up at dat store

Lost a lot of homebois in da process, only lord knows who'll be da next 2 go

Gotta studio on Gresham road, dats where da Gucci mane disc gets sold

Dats where I stand on deese ten toes, tryna make my money come back ten fold

Gucci got da work my nigga 10-4, drunker den drunk sippin on glenmoe

Got 4 grams bout 2 we score, hit pryor street gimme bout 10 mo

Still got da hydro fo da low, order too big holla at chevro

Straight drop clique tight like kinfolk, helpin each otha so we cant go broke

Me and my niggas we like brothers, talkin bout hustle down for each otha

We ain't tussle touch or toungue wrestle wit a nigga, we gone buss em off da muhfuckin muscle