Grim Reaper

Dirty Child Rant Its Yo Turn Nigga 873 Yea that's my gang It ain't gone change I been dat Nigga Ima dirty child foreva I'm tha Steppa I'm the hitta I feel it's green Then I go suit up by myself An handle business Ion need a bunch of niggas Riding I'm one deep on them missions It ain't my fault you had it in you an you lost it I guess you couldn't deliver Speak on V I cannot charge that to the game I go grim reaper You on this side stay on this side Cause if you switch Then I'll delete cha F*ck these hoes from time to time Cause they be lame stay in the bleachers All in my business Worried about This ova here Might leave you speechless Cause once you find out That yo friend gave up that head You gone wanna kill ha Niggas weird I got some paper You started acting like you was hurting Knowing damn well that you my dawg An ion wanna neva see hurting I seen you bitting the hand that feed you nigga I got you gone on purpose I peep game I ain't no lame I'm pullin moves all in New Jersey Brand that back end Hitting home runs Spots loaded up wit free base An we scammin Bag that dope up Hug that block Get you some Extra God blessing all tha trappas Wit dem felons Trap it out go get some paper what they tell ya In these streets It ain't no joke Keep you a weapon Bag that dope up Hug that block Get you some Extra God blessing all tha trappas Wit dem felons Trap it out go get some paper what they tell ya In these streets It ain't no joke Keep you a weapon Ain't no way a hoe can call me lame No pressure bout no bitch 24/7 Clock tickin ain't got time to Drop no dick Hoe wanna be around cause I got status Ain't gone get a cent Gotta truck load sent on the 1st That shit was gone before the 5th I can really work that rock My tester say it's goood for binesss Remember nights sittin in the living room Wit 50 Bowles of midget Plug sent the wrong load We had to sell that shìt For cheaper That shìt turnt my hustle up An ever since then i been eating Had to cut some niggas off they went to leaching bad Don't boast or brag But this shit right here you'll never have You get that chance You betta take it You can't go out sad Go get that bag Be dangerous Stay to steps ahead Bag that dope up Hug that block Get you some Extra God blessing all tha trappas Wit dem felons Trap it out go get some paper what they tell ya In these streets It ain't no joke Keep you a weapon