Thr33 6ix - N3x

Aye she like to style
Yea she like to move
She know im coming home
And that nigga on the news
We be going wilding
Money all in blue
No new niggas around
Stay down wit the crew

Trynna head to the top
Nigga want it all
I dont wanna fall
No i dont wanna drop
Ima get the drop if that nigga fuck wit us
We gon hit the lot
Wit my brothers that i trust

Aint no new nigas aint no new nigas
Only thing new is dem blue figures
I dont wanna be rude i dont fuck witcha
I wont even smoke a blunt or pour up witcha

I remember i was off the pills
Gotta get it with my brothers still
Gotta get it off the guns and will
Keep on shooting till they running still

I wont fall back i want all dat
I was in the the trap wit ito klumz dem
We was young flock boys had it jumpin
We was kicking down the door wen we come in
Yea if she shoot at us we gon come back
I remeber back wen nigga use to run dat
Nigga really out here starving where the lunch at
Niggas really throwing shots for the contract

Niggas locked up where the bonds at
Yea wat go around always gotta come back
But in these streets there aint no karma
In dese streets its juss comeback

Head to the top
Nigga want it all
I dont wanna fall
No i dont wanna drop
Ima get the drop if that nigga fuck wit us
We gon hit the lot
Wit my brothers that i trust

Aint no new nigas aint no new nigas
Only thing new is dem blue figures
I dont wanna be rude i dont fuck witcha
I wont even smoke a blunt or pour up witcha

I remember i was off the pills
Gotta get it with my brothers still
Gotta get it off the guns and will
Keep on shooting till they running still

Written by:
Paulo Lepua

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