| Lyrics: | [Grimm]
Automatics be kicking, reloaded streets done exploded
And hopeless, lost on the
dro'ded armored soldiers
The fully loadest, book was strong as bullets recorded lead
oldies
Pour some mo', cause I got love for my dead homies
Playing bogus, reminiscing bout
the days
Getting blazed, stay paid, cook my yay in microwaves
I was raised, learning plays
off the pages of gangsta ways
Sharp as swisha blades, hard to finish my race
In your face,
place to place flipping channels
Got the dope within the panels, from the Valley to
Ingrando
Nothing we can't handle, mexicanos out of Texas
Running with the best cuz, fuck
with nothing less cuz
[Chorus]
Boy don't you hide it, roll it up and light it
It's
how we do it in the Southeast
When you ride you gotta pack your piece
It's all the same up
in the Northeast
Boy don't you hide it, roll it up and light it
It's how we do it in the
Northwest
Put to rest if you ain't wearing your vest
It's all the same down in the
Southwest
[Bing]
The feds on me, I reminisce about my dead homies
Now that I'm
investing, trying to put some lead on me
Cops on the licks, robbing boys off since
Who's
next with the plex, we knocking boys off the deck
I'm known to reck I'm Bing, I ain't gon drop
my flag
I drop my sample up, and I drop your ass
Pull out and smash, just a youngsta bout
his cash
I'm the first and I'm the last, I-K-E bring it bad
[Ikeman]
We sideways on
lock, Grimm, Ike and Bing gon hop
Southeast be Wreckshop, time to go blast up the
block
Murder murder with the glock nigga, we bust shots nigga
With dead dots nigga, the feds
hot
We the realest and what not, be killas that won't stop
You nig |
