Caspy EL Dizza - 10 Percent

Fuck Your Dead Homies
You ain't really want no smoke
Better slide or go
Recruit some more members
Fuck Your Dead Homies
You ain't really want no smoke
Better slide or go
Recruit some more members
Fuck Your Dead Homies
You ain't really want no smoke
Better slide or go
Recruit some more members
How the fuck he say he know me
I ain't even know him
I ain't even watch it
Let him get to know me
Whats the weight a sucker hold
We "gon" bench it homie
Ain't no way we pressing pause
When we switch up on him
Steady rolling out the isle, on the 40 high
Pitching dreams to couples hoes for them on 25
"Ima" do the time "ima" take the charge
Couples niggaz that done died they was for the cause
Got a "hunnid" killers live in my crodie box
I just need a addy i can ship em too
West side 68 niggas known to score
And i know them people they be watching too
That's that Rolling
That's that Neighbor side
Don't you Cross the 13 don't you find out
About them shorties in my ends All pressure applied
Undefeated in the trenches shorty certified
We might do the rugger
In the gucci bag
Or we might do the Louis
Were the "glizzy" stash
This the harder facts of life we "gon" blow it too
Face shot for the cam. His moma loved the view
We be up on him
Shorty "blick" on him
No shot for the legs he can keep them bitches
when we slide by, all hands out
Shorty dancing with the gins
He a shayta
Come corect if you want war just know we want it too
Them 50s on top of 18 never scare to loose
Young locs NEIGHBORS GANG
we'll send them 90s too
Tell yo set to Structure up "cuz" we "gon" structure too
Got the homie holding 3 we don't do double cups
Don't call "em" no gangster this the Neighbors hub
Came out of the join, nigga turned out hard bodied
I just spotted "lil biddie" she look soft bout it
Didn't you realised you lost your bitch yet
If the product moving s'all out
Then it aint the problem
I might freeze this water on my whole neck
Like we freeze your water when we catch you squirtin pussy
He might crossing town, we got mob ties
Know Them 4 treys they "Gon" ride
Them niggas been "hittaz"
If he out of town its a bye bye
Know them Dark ways stay paid on the daily nigga
Sucker, free shotz
Sucker, free shotz
Family "fynna" reek a havoc "till" they free shotz
I know killers in the pen that's still killing niggas
I kno killers in they den that's afraid of niggas
When we rolling, we Controling
Less then 40 for the brick just "holla" my nigga
More then 50 of the card we can swipe it nigga
Less then 30 for the blick this one dirty nigga
We can up the price on your Boulevard
For that all colored money ain't no Benjamins
Loving life in trenches when you up the score
It's the price you got to pay to fuck with neighbors gang
Fuck that "lil" bitch
Go ahead better do some nigga
Quit crying, grip a deuce or some nigga
I don't fall for no bitch, shit "simp" I'm an alpha nigga
Piped it down send it back home nigga
Niggaz powder soft like they similac
Im no good with lactose and that shit is facts
He "gon" feel the presure when we push up on him
Lay down on his grave we did push ups on it
Hope the opposition cry when they hear this shit
Hope my p.o touch her pussy ounce she sees this shit
Rolling neighbors hard I'm not "tryna" vent
Real niggas that's down to slide
That's like 10 percent

Written by:
Lync- Adams Paulotte Saintelus

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