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messy marv - in front of the buildings lyrics
[intro]
i’m just sayin’ though n_gga, i f_ck with detroit n_ggas, n_gga
detroit n_ggas get money n_gga
this n_gga obie trice all at the radio station n_gga in my city n_gga
hollin’ that g_y sh_t n_gga! you know i’m talkin’ bout n_gga?
this gangsta where i’m at n_gga, fillmoe! n_gga!
you understand me boy?
yeah’ i’d advice you get lil like wayne when you come to this thang
[chorus]
i advice you get lil like wayne, when we huggin’ that corner knockin’ that thang
deuce is huggin’ the lane, i’m from the land where the gangstas roam
where my n_ggas is locked down for life and ain’t never come home (silo!)
see we get scrillions, in front of the buildun’s with somethin’ that’ll pop a million
bullets penetrate and shatter your bone, until one enter just shatter your dome, motherf_cka
[verse 1]
okay, what you wanna do (what?) my money dirty (what!)
f_ck some twenty_two’s, b_tch i’m tryna ride thirties
i keep the set crunked, of tha sh_t punked
ride around knockin’ and it ain’t from the trunk
i’m clappin’ calico’s, i got h_lla clothes
scalen, sean john, akademiks and girbauds
in this b_tch leanin’, makin’ wrists gleamin’
i’m on that other level, but you might not know the meanin’ (you don’t know?)
mama i’m grown now, on my own now
ya lil son done came up ‘n’ sellin’ zones now
ya boy keep a wetter, a pocket full of cheddar
a gucci skully my n_gga, matchin’ the gucci sweater
you see my blades choppin’ this n_gga balla blockin’
ride through the land of funk, where snitch is not an option (fillmoe)
you get your sh_t cracked, you get that b_tch smacked
when i pull of young n_ggas be like, he did that?
[chorus]
i advice you get lil like wayne, when we huggin’ that corner knockin’ that thang
deuce is huggin’ the lane, i’m from the land where the gangstas roam
where my n_ggas is locked down for life and ain’t never come home (silo!)
see we get scrillions, in front of the buildun’s with somethin’ that’ll pop a million
bullets penetrate and shatter your bone until one enter just shatter your dome, motherf_cka
[verse 2]
okay, i tried to go to school (what?) but it wasn’t for me (what?)
i k!lled some punk i’m tryna count money
we ride in front of housin’ n_gga baloonin’ high ([?])
out grittin’ at denali playin’ x_box
i’m just sayin’ though, sh_t i could make it schnow
cuz holla at me if you ain’t gettin’ what you payin’ fo’
i keep a bad bopper, that show a gangsta love
we call ’em boppers ’cause they all through the strip club
me and my n_ggas real, you and guys fakin’
what you know about the side show (skrrt) gassin’ ‘n’ brakin’ (skrrt) out in east oakland (skrrt)
what about them low bottoms, it’s real gangstas from san francisco
you know about em? n_gga, the bay grittin’ sh_t is like the south
n_ggas on the corner, with gold all up in they mouth
gangstas without the gator’s, playin’ with ak’s
we can talk sh_t now and smoked you later
[chorus]
i advice you get lil like wayne, when we huggin’ that corner knockin’ that thang
deuce is huggin’ the lane, i’m from the land where the gangstas roam
where my n_ggas is locked down for life and ain’t never come home (silo!)
see we get scrillions, in front of the buildun’s with somethin’ that’ll pop a million
bullets penetrate and shatter your bone until one enter just shatter your dome, motherf_cka
[verse 3]
i was like daamn homie? you on shady records you the man homie!
n_gga you know i’m lyin’!
the city. who gon’ save ya n_gga? eminem?
obie y’all need real gangsta n_ggas f_ckin’ with him (huh?)
the east familiar to me, when i touch i see gutter
project buildin’s, [?] and c_gutta (free c_gutta)
i’m ridin’ through harlem, hoppin’ out budda’
i put my d_ck in your sister ‘n’ slap your little brother
representin’ the eighties in my thowback rides
yellow diamonds, jesus, no thowback ice (wooh)
you a lil ass n_gga named obie trice
i’ll make a line with your signin’ bonus and snort that twice
the streets will tell you right off, you ain’t that nice
interscope’s tax write_off you ain’t their type (uh uh)
plus the hoods in l.a. be like obie ain’t hot
the bloods n_gga [?] in compton, and the crips in watts
[chorus]
i advice you get lil like wayne, when we huggin’ that corner knockin’ that thang
deuce is huggin’ the lane, i’m from the land where the gangstas roam
where my n_ggas is locked down for life and ain’t never come home (silo!)
see we get scrillions, in front of the buildun’s with somethin’ that’ll pop a million
bullets penetrate and shatter your bone until one enter just shatter your dome, motherf_cka
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