Santana6locc - TAKERS

I'm from Santana block Crip, so it's gon' do with it
It wasn't even a cool phrase before my man died
Yeah, nigga, huh
I risked my life for this shit, I don't chase down gang, I take it to trial

Fuck, I look like cop in a plea, lil' nigga, and I'm beatin' it down
We smokin' on gas by the pound, these niggas be hoes, these niggas ain't like that
I got my fye, bro, got his fye, that's two gen five, can't fight that
My brother go ku , wit this shit, these niggas be hoes, you know we ain't new to this

Got a gun, but you ain't gon' use it, fuck lil' nigga, you useless
Can't go outside, I'm Kristen , baby, I'm pushin' M for major
You roll that dice, you hit that seven, boy, this shit get hectic
Bitch tried to rob me, bitch, I hit nigga with that Chris Vector

I ride with takers, niggas be bitches, I can't even fake it
Hop up out the whip and get the blickin', get that nigga fifty
Now he dead, he wishin' a fairy, odd parents like that nigga Timmy
Got a gun, but you ain't gon' use it, fuck lil' nigga, you useless

Can't go outside, I'm Kristen baby, I'm pushin' M for major
You roll that dice, you hit that seven, boy, this shit get hectic

Written by:
Jaelyn Harris

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