Kilwaukee (Prod. Derelle Rideout)

Текст песни Pizzle - Kilwaukee (Prod. Derelle Rideout)

[Pizzle:]

Know a couple niggas on the Northside
And some GDs throwing forks high
Run up on a nigga let the torch fire, I show u a round like a tour guide
Yelling murda, murda like Ja Rule and Gotti
Think I'm finna go and join Illuminati
In another year I'm buying two Bugattis
Older brother with me, letting off the shotty
Ready to bam bam, give a nigga Bigelow
I'm running up the money, getting green like I'm Piccolo
I pick a ho to dick a ho
My nigga selling white like a liquor store
Look at your nigga, he be cuffing her though
And I thought y'all was bros
I was you, I would’ve told him
That that bitch a runner, she done been through block
I would’ve thought it was Kwanzaa, how the bitch gave me top
All I know ‘bout is jayers, I don't call them THOTs
Everything these niggas sell you be light
Got a thick chick, got a little cellulite
I ain't trippin doe, as long as she gone lick it ‘fore stick doe
Thought you with the shits, but my niggas on laxative
Clips in the Mac, like I'm transferring footage
These niggas thought they could fuck with me, they couldn't
Niggas thinking my bitch was gone go, but she wouldn't
Was fifteen when a nigga upped strapped on me, footed it
The opposite direction, I was shopping for a Smith & Wesson
Knew some niggas in the hunnits, got it popping over nothing
In the summer, bodies dropping over nothing
I had beef wit a couple of niggas who up in cell, they serving a L right now
Niggas rode through they block with no heat
Fought the whole hood, we was blocking the street
A nigga tried to push me in front of a bus
It missed me, what a blessing, I thought it was luck
Heard two years later this nigga shot a chick in the face
I'm thinking to myself, “what the fuck?”
I done been in so much drama/
The police was bringing me home to my mommma
Remember them niggas surrounded my house
And my daddy pulled up with that 380 on em
Man you know that nigga know a
Couple niggas on the Eastside and some Latin Kings on the Southside
Run up on a nigga let the torch fire, I show u a round like a tour guide
Yelling murda, murda like Ja Rule and Gotti
Think I'm finna go and join Illuminati
In another year I'm buying two Bugattis
Older brother with me, letting off the shotty
Yeah
Rest in peace to everybody who lost their life in this bullshit
Fox 6, what up