I Be

I be in the hood, I be in the trap I be with the shooters, I be busting straps I be i be with them killers I be with them dealers I be with them strippers I be with them real niggas i be You ain't met a nigga like me Run through shit like me South-side legend like me Kill and the street Who the f*ck won't shed me? Can Let a nigga check me Pull up in the hood, nobody touch my G Droppin nuts on the track I stand up and trap go hard in the paint What you really know about that? Too real way before rap Took a break from the trap Hunnit block on the news, I had to fall back Pull up in all black We jumped out with the strap We don't really know how to act Young nigga gon a cab inperfect gon' ich South-side nigga we gon' bitch Speak to you like a preacher See if you came for a feature I be in the hood, I be in the trap I be with the shooters, I be busting straps I be i be with them killers I be with them dealers I be with them strippers I be with them real niggas i be Young, rich and I'm rolling In a car that's not stolen Yea I'm on parole but the pistol I'm holding I say Dreco, you say About my pace n bout my lego dripping like We 100 ain't no Fredo oG Bobby Johnson Nigga pealing your potato I got killers on a payroll They go movin, Dreco say so If I'm not witnessing my business Get your ass in Halo (Say hello to my little friend, hello) Ain't no talking about me Pussy scared to talk about me And if they talk about me Quicker way to get it bout me All these killer around me Number drug dealer around me What the f*ck you think? Goin On we decline counter I be in the hood, I be in the trap I be with the shooters, I be busting straps I be i be with them killers I be with them dealers I be with them strippers I be with them real niggas i be Landlord on my error Still correcting my errors Designer belts and morgelas In a jail cell, no tellin' (braa) Keep chest cold, rock ice water Got a broke wrist, I put ice on it Wrist game, got a 6 brain But the doctor said I can't write on it I ain't really go to high school but A slide through I got options G'ed up when I read up Keep the heat talk, no pocket Lil bitch nigga that sent niggas She ain't never caution nobodys Nigga tried to job me but shot me I came back and I got him Hoes want to f*ck Bread Winners Ain't nothing fucking with Brasi Louis belt but I'm gucci Stroke with me, we stupid Straight face in the club silence Said a cheque Nikey just do it Bread Winners Assoication that's probably Menace and Boobie salute I be in the hood, I be in the trap I be with the shooters, I be busting straps I be i be with them killers I be with them dealers I be with them strippers I be with them real niggas i be