East Saint

Текст песни NBL Twinz & Boosie Badazz - East Saint

East Saint Lyrics[Intro]
Aw shit nigga
Whole lotta gang shit nigga
Whole lotta East Saint Louis shit
Nigga whole lotta Louisiana gangster shit nigga
Yeah, put y'all hoods up, get your bottles
Get everybody to get in the section nigga, let's ride
Nigga let's go twin, look
Don't get it fucked up nigga, you ain't stupid nigga
Nah, you ain't stupid nigga
Don't get it fucked up nigga, you ain't stupid nigga
Hah, no, hah, hah
Don't get it fucked up nigga, you ain't stupid nigga
Hah, yeah
Don't get it fucked up nigga, you ain't stupid nigga
Yeah
[Verse 1: Boosie Badazz]
Don't get it fucked up nigga, you ain't stupid nigga
You ain't heard of Boosie Badazz ruthless nigga?
People need to be askin' 'bout my music nigga
But they always asking did I shoot a nigga
I swing that iron like an East Saint Lou nigga
The look on my face like what you wanna do nigga
Keep me a K and I'll for sure shoot nigga
Free BG, you know it's all on you nigga
Ride through the city with a dirty stick
Every nigga 'round me, they 'bout murdering
Should've gave it up when he came for it
Now we finna show you we some retards
Wish I had my dawg back home from the pen
He gon' hit ten every time that he spin
Nigga try to hide, we gon' go and get his friend
Bang bang bang bang bang, East Saint shit
Three clips, no mercy, it's a bloodbath
Pocket full of money, me and Twin 'nem
They ask me what to do about the hate
I told 'em shoot 'em all in they face
Murder case, murder case, murder case
Shot him in his neck two times, in his vertebrae
I told a pussy nigga not to play
I'm YoungBoy with a fuckin' thirty-eight, bang
[Chorus]
Twinzo and Badazz, Twinzo and Badazz
We drop niggas, we trashbag
Put 'em in a bag nigga, we bag that
Light 'em up, light 'em up, light 'em up
Shop my truck, shop my truck, shop my truck
Gun 'em down, pray the lord pick 'em up
If he drop him off, Twinzo pick him up
Twinzo and Badazz, Twinzo and Badazz
We drop niggas, we trashbag
Put 'em in a bag nigga, we bag that
Light 'em up, light 'em up, light 'em up
Shop my truck, shop my truck, shop my truck
Gun 'em down, pray the lord pick 'em up
If he drop him off, Twinzo pick him up

[Interlude]
Don't get it fucked up nigga, you ain't stupid nigga
Yeah, 'cause it can get stupid nigga
Don't get it fucked up nigga, you ain't stupid nigga
Yeah, East Saint Louis nigga
Don't get it fucked up nigga, you ain't stupid nigga
Hah, hah
You got us fucked up nigga, we some stupid niggas

[Verse 2]
Copped the loft then I lost it all
Yaeh all my niggas, yeah they watched me fall
Man fuck them niggas, I'ma kill 'em all
Can't eat a meal in front of your dogs
Lost twenty racks on the carpet nigga
Let me tell you why these niggas not your niggas
If they your niggas why they gamblin' with you?
If they your niggas why they gamblin' get you nigga?
Heard a nigga dissing, yeah nigga get tied up
Get a nigga killed, right hand on the bible
Twinzo, he'll cut a nigga (NBL)
Boosie Boo, he'll bust a nigga, nigga u
[Chorus]
Twinzo and Badazz, Twinzo and Badazz
We drop niggas, we trashbag
Put 'em in a bag nigga, we bag that
Light 'em up, light 'em up, light 'em up
Shop my truck, shop my truck, shop my truck
Gun 'em down, pray the lord pick 'em up
If he drop him off, Twinzo pick him up
Twinzo and Badazz, Twinzo and Badazz
We drop niggas, we trashbag
Put 'em in a bag nigga, we bag that
Light 'em up, light 'em up, light 'em up
Shop my truck, shop my truck, shop my truck
Gun 'em down, pray the lord pick 'em up
If he drop him off, Twinzo pick him up

[Verse 3]
You a stupid nigga, you a goofy nigga
Talkin' bad on my crew, we'll lose it nigga
Ayy Boo, what it do my nigga?
You with some real young niggas who can move my nigga
Time to put in a little bit of overtime
Ask Boo, young niggas done spent the dime
Six months goin' in, we on the grind
While the day ones left they ass behind
Baton Rouge, Baton Rouge, Baton Rouge
East Saint Louis, East Saint Louis, East Saint Louis
Where them shooters at, we gon' make a movie
I'm a Badazz boy like Boosie (Twinzo nigga)
With my four-five, with my Glock nine
I ain't wasting no bullets, count all mine
They hatin' in my city so I do it for my city
Word around the town we the youngest niggas gettin' it