[Intro: Tek & Steele]
Yeah nigga, we out here man
Smif N Wessun ta the death nigga
[Verse 1: Tek & Steele]
You can be a gangsta, hustler, pimp or a gun buster
But you're best to have them ones out when the boys come in to rush ya
Thinking cuz you know some thugs, them slugs can't touch ya
Don't be thinkin' cuz they give you pounds and hugs, they won't fuck ya
Well let me tell you homeboy you got another thing coming
If you think me and my sons gonna spend our whole lives' strugglin'
My dues been paid, and my blocks been bubbling
And my folks been grumbling, smoke, let them know something
You listening to the flow killer, Ho Hitter, niggas know I'm no quitter
You still bitter and getting sick of, Tek and Steele is them niggas
Don't figure How I miss ya, see how my swagger swigger
You a five thrower, let me show you, I throw one bigger
Twenty that my cuz sent ya, you don't want us to come get'cha
Fuck the ones you brung with ya, hope you brung your ones wit'cha
Ass bent, bet the gun get ya, my life is uncensored
It won't be a pretty picture when them slugs kiss ya
My dude don't tell 'em nothing, I want them to start fronting
And let them feel the pressure of the cranium crushing
See the fluid gushing out, that big hole pushing out
From the body to the sewer, bin needing flushing out
[Hook]
We done been there and done that
Put in work till our ones stack
Took losses Got some back
Smif-N-Wessun is gunn rap
In the hood they love that
To the hoods We give back
Nigga this ain't no come back
We never left where we live at
[Verse 2: Tek & Steele]
This gorilla's more iller, 654 wheeler
Throw it up, half the block, Red light STOP!
Indo, roll slow Scream at my kin folk
Tip over, Hell no, green light, Let's GO
Bank stopper, Crush popper, Still miss Big Poppa
For that red Datsun, three hot shots at ya
Fo' reala, Yeah, nigga, die in that Chinchilla
Words of Eazy, "Mo skrilla, Mo skrilla"
Man you ain't never lie... that's the reason I rock fellow
I ain't sign to the Roc-a-Fella, I'm just trying to stock up cheddar
And when it's popping on the block only options to pop Beretta's
Don't stop when the cops can get us, won't stop till my pockets better
Wear a mask, oh hell no, we blow at the Po-Po
40 cal, my choice of weapon, that you already know
That I'm shell-shocked, up top, family in the Boondocks
Move rocks it's easy get your bank stocking, head cocking
Courtesy of me, that you stretch like a T
Head showing the ivory, we call it the white meat
See how mafioso move, we cement your shows
You riding the current with the fishes you'll snooze
We be hustling cuz we gotta, for muscle, got two-shotters
And the block stand beside us, they know that we true riders
Show love to the hood, and the hood do the same
It don't matter where you go, don't forget where you came
[Hook]
We done been there and done that
Put in work till our ones stack
Took losses Got some back
Smif-N-Wessun is gunn rap
In the hood they love that
To the hoods We give back
Nigga this ain't no come back
We never left where we live at
We done been there and done that
Put in work till our ones stack
Took losses Got some back
Smif-N-Wessun is gunn rap
In the hood they love that
To the hoods We give back
Nigga this ain't no come back
We never left where we live at
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