810 Nigga

What up, Helly? It's Rio Da Yung OG, nigga Boyz in this bitch, nigga What up, Vez? IUR shit (Helluva made this beat, baby) I'm an 810 nigga,  but I'm good in the D Got love on the West and I'm good on the East Shout out my nigga Helly Put his soul in this beat Hit you in your top Leave your soul in the street This nigga locked up and he Owed me some cheese I think I'ma f*ck the nigga ho 'til he free My Glock a strip club It's a pole and it's heat This fuckin' 308'll leave potholes In the street ghetto Boyz, bitch This shit really on the floor free Peezy I'ma make her scream it when I hit the ho I'm a boss, you a worker, nigga, get the door Niggas wave ridin' so hard They gon' flip the boat Blow a nigga candles out His body gettin' cold My fuckin' back went out hittin' the dope I think I'm gettin' old Knock a nigga head off I gotta switch my clothes White tips in the AR This bitch got pretty toes Damn, Unc, let me hold somethin' Slimy, wipe a nigga shit Like his nose runnin' i'm grimy I'll take a nigga's soul over four hundred Try me, I bet I catch a body DeJ Loaf know me I'll stomp the dope twice in some WaveRunners AK smokin' and choo-chooing like A train coming Shootin' K's at the Thanksgiving parade We just rained on it Neurological when she suck dick I need a brain surgeon What? What? Yeah, shoot him in his top Now his brain hurtin' (Bah) F*ck an opp, you never popped no Chopper, yeah, your K virgin, ayy I be out the way, but I stay servin' (yeah) Left thirty-eight 762s, that's eight hundred Nigga (That chopper) Always gettin' high, bitch, I stay buzzin' (Skrrt) i pour a pop and need another Line like the page turnin' (Gettin' high, nigga) Yeah, got a ghetto bitch, she a head hunter (For real) Between the block, rap, and sellin' Wop, do the same numbers, nigga (That's a fact) Turn a nigga Wraith to a drophead (Skrrt) We shoot it out I throw that bitch away like the Glock dead (Bah) Ayy, got an attitude, I'm a hothead (yeah) This thug life, I take a Nigga money like Pac said, bitch (Ghetto Boy) Sign on the 40 say, "Stop playin'" (Pussy) Them shots dumpin', I'll drop Somethin', got hot hands, nigga (Got hot hands) If you ain't caught no body, we not friends (Uh, uh) the Drank God, I got her on Her knees and she not prayin', ugh (Drank God)