Mmm, uhh! Ain't yellin' cut, when it's shootin' time
Sign up, it's recruitin' time
Big wigs, with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside
Mmm, uhh! Ain't yellin' cut, when it's shootin' time
Sign up, it's recruitin' time
Big wigs, with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside
Fuck wrong wit' these ho niggas?
Don't do coke, I don't blow niggas
I don't tell niggas, I show niggas
And it's never less than like four niggas
(Four-four) Four wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
He telling and he hiding
But real niggas still catch a nigga
Cop Raris? I don't test drive 'em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-Town, no gun laws
Broke bitches that talk shit?
Now them the bitches I stunt for
Malcolm X daughter, came at me
Lookin' ass niggas ain't happy
Rolled out with some Latin Kings
And some eses in 'em plain khakis
Smack bitches, no smack cam
Closed fists, no back hands
Pop pussy on a hand stand
They suckin' dick like it's band camp
Call Webb and then call Nitti
Queens niggas in, it's all hoodies
Kidnappin' and then rob niggas
Call D-Roc for a biggie
Pussy ass little rap niggas
I fucked with real trap niggas
Pop star, icon
But I send niggas, come snatch niggas
I'm with EBK, you on EBT
Got a black nine, call it BET
School niggas, get a GED
And I tease niggas, make em B-E-G
Got a money fetish, I'ma fly to Venice
Got a big house, I can play some tennis
Lil Herb, what's good?
I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good
[Chorus: G Herbo]
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride for a homicide
When it's drama time
Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin'
Leave his loved ones all traumatized
1-50, I'm really with it
I'll drop his ass and then forget it
I'm the man 'round my side of town
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it
[Verse 2: G Herbo]
I'm a young nigga, I be gettin' money
Take your bitch from you
And these niggas don't get no respect
I'ma stay 100 'til I'm six under
Matter fact, I gotta keep it 150
For every nigga that's gon' come with me
I'm on Roc Block with a new semi
And a blue Bentley, it do 160
Smoke a lot a of weed, like fuck kidneys
Put a dutch in me, got a 40 on me
I don't trust any, and if any nigga ever try to end me
I'ma die shooting, prayin' God forgive me
You too busy hating, you can't get no paper
Why are y'all so silly? Straight killers
I can call so many, I don't love no bitches
But my mom, my sister, my gun and Nicki
I'm in Hollywood, came from Kingston Food
Shorties standing, in the streets with tools
Where I'm from we don't play no games
Ain't no April fools, you will make the news
Where I hang, we don't say no names
If you talk to cops, I stay away from you
Keep your mouth shut in them investigations
You'll be out the station, in a day or two
Dedication and a little patience
Lead to domination on my way to greatness
Don't put yourself up in a situation
Puttin' my relations, in your conversations
Shoot a opposition, with no hesitation
You get my position, then you better take it
Know some young bulls from a while back
Tryna leave the game but they never made it
I got old shit, killin' your shit
On a couple tracks I just never played it
Pussy nigga you don't want war
I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis
Pussy nigga you don't want war
I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis
[Chorus: G Herbo]
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride for a homicide
When it's drama time
Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin'
Leave his loved ones all traumatized
One-fifty, I'm really with it
I'll drop his ass and then forget it
I'm the man 'round my side of town
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it
[Outro: G Herbo & Nicki Minaj]
Gang, gang, gang shit man
You already know how I'm rocking man
This is G Herbo, shout out Nicki Minaj, you already know man
SB just gave me the .9 with the green beam
Just give me the green light
Letting niggas have it man
We pulling up anywhere wetting shit man
Got 50s in them TECs, 50s in them MACs man
30s in them Glocks, 17 shot Berettas, all that shit man
Sawed offs, pumps man what you want?
How you want it, where you want
When you want it man, let's get it
And I ride dolo from state to state
Even when I ain't 150 man Chiraq all the way to Queens
Let's get it
Uh-huh, I always got a trick up my sleeve
I might give you a new trick every week
Til this album drop, I don't know
I figured they want some more, I'ma give you some more
Ask Webb if I wasn't taking them trips, with 'em nigga!
Chea!
Mmm, uhh! Nije yellin' rez, kad je pucanju vrijeme
Prijavite se, to je recruitin' vrijeme
Veliki perika, uz odijelo i kravatu
Te ih velike stvari dobio dva iznutra
Jebi krivo pamet”ti ho crnje?
Ne činite koks, ne puhati niggas
Ja ne kažem niggas, pokazujem niggas
I to je nikad manje nego na četiri niggas
(četiri četiri) Četiri krila i neki pomfrit
Ljuti umak i kečap crnjo
On govori, a on krije
No, pravi crnje još uvijek uhvatiti nigga
Policajac Raris? Ne testirati pogon „em
Kućna kina, ne mogu Best Buy „em
Te crnje da sam u roli
Ne dopustite jednu stvar dobiti „em
Kralj igle te ih droga gospodari
Chi-Town nema zakone o oružju
Razbio kuje koje govore sranje?
Sada im kuja sam štos za
Malcolm X kćer, došao u mene
Gledao magarac niggas nije zadovoljan
Valjani s nekim latinskim kraljeva
A neki eses u „em običan khakis
Cmok kuje, nema ukus cam
Zatvorene šake, nema natrag ruke
Pop maca na postolje ručno
Oni suckin' kurac kao da je band logor
Poziv Webb, a zatim pozvati Nitti
Queens niggas u, to je sve Hoodies
Kidnappin' i potom pljačkaju crnje
Poziv D-Roc za Biggiem
Pussy Ass malo rap crnje
Ja jebeno sa stvarnim trap niggas
Pop zvijezda, ikona
Ali ja poslati niggas, dolaze ugrabiti niggas
Ja sam s EBK, te na EBT
Imaš crnu devet, zovu ga BET
Školska crnje, dobiti GED
A ja zafrkavati niggas, provjerite em B-E-G
Imaš novac fetiš, Ja sam letjeti u Veneciji
Imam veliku kuću, ne mogu igrati neke tenis
Lil Herb, što je dobro?
Ja sam loša kučka, a ja jebati dobro
[Hor G Herbo]
Znam par niggas što je dolje na vožnju za ubojstvo
Kada je drama vrijeme
Trčanje se na crnjo sa su ljame flyin'
Ostavite njegovi najmiliji sve traumatizirane
1-50, stvarno sam s njom
Ja ću pasti magarca, a zatim zaboravi
Ja sam čovjek „oko mog strani grada
Vidjeti kuja i zaboravi da sam ga pogodio
[Redak 2: G Herbo]
Ja sam mlada crnjo, ja se gettin' novac
Uzmi svoju kuju od vas
I ove crnje ne bi ni poštovanje
Ja sam ostati 100 „to sam šest pod
Materija činjenica, moram držati ga 150
Za svaki crnjo koji je Gon”dolaze sa mnom
Ja sam na Roc Block sa novom polu
A plavi Bentley, učinite to 160
Dim puno A korova, kao jebati bubrega
Stavi nizozemski u meni, dobio 40 na mene
Ne vjerujem bilo, a ako je bilo crnjo nikad me pokušati završiti
Ja sam umrijeti pucanje, prayin' Bog mi oprosti
Ti previše zauzet mrzi, ne možete dobiti ni papir
Zašto svi vi tako glup? ravne ubojice
Mogu nazvati toliko, ja ne volim ni kuja
Ali moja mama, moja sestra, moj pištolj i Nicki
Ja sam u Hollywoodu, došao iz Kingston hrane
Shorties stoji, na ulicama s alatima
Odakle sam se ne igraju nikakvu igre
Nije ni prvi travnja, što će učiniti vijesti
Gdje sam objesiti, ne kažemo nema imena
Ako razgovarate s policijom, ja ostati daleko od vas
Držite jezik za zubima u njima istragama
Vi ćete biti izvan stanice u dan ili dva
Posveta i malo strpljenja
Dovesti do dominacije na mom putu do veličine
Ne stavljajte sebe u situaciji
Puttin' moji odnosi, u svojim razgovorima
Pucati opoziciju, bez oklijevanja
Vi dobiti svoju poziciju, onda bolje uzeti
Znam neke mlade bikove iz nekog vremena
Tryna napustiti igru, ali nisu uspjeli
Dobio sam stara sranja, killin' svoj sranje
Na par pjesama sam jednostavno nikada nije igrao
Pussy crnjo ne želite rat
Dobio sam stare isječke kuja sam Baron Davis
Pussy crnjo ne želite rat
Dobio sam stare isječke kuja sam Baron Davis
[Hor G Herbo]
Znam par niggas što je dolje na vožnju za ubojstvo
Kada je drama vrijeme
Trčanje se na crnjo sa su ljame flyin'
Ostavite njegovi najmiliji sve traumatizirane
Jedna od pedeset, ja sam stvarno sa njom
Ja ću pasti magarca, a zatim zaboravi
Ja sam čovjek „oko mog strani grada
Vidjeti kuja i zaboravi da sam ga pogodio
[Završnu G Herbo i Nicki Minaj]
Banda, banda, banda sranje čovjek
Vi već znate kako sam se ljulja čovjeka
To je G Herbo, pozdrav Nicki Minaj, vi već znate čovjeka
SB samo mi je dao .9 sa zelenom zrakom
Samo mi dati zeleno svjetlo
Najam crnje to čovjek ima
Mi povlačenjem nigdje vlaženje sranje čovjeka
Imaš 50s u njima Tecs, 50s u njima Macove čovjeka
30s u njima Glockove, 17 metak Berettas, sve to sranje čovjek
Pilane me, pumpe čovjek ono što želite?
Kako vi to želite, gdje želite
Kada želite čovjeka, neka ga dobiti
I ja vozimo dolo od države do države
Čak i kada nisam 150 čovjek Chiraq sve do Queensa
Nabavimo to
Aha, ja sam uvijek dobio trik gore rukav
Možda ću vam dati novi trik svaki tjedan
Do tog pada albuma, ne znam
Pomislio sam da žele nešto više, Ja sam vam još malo
Pitajte Webb da nisam uzimao njih putovanja, s njima crnjo!
Chea!