Grimey Shit
Yea this that Grimey shit this that Grimey shit Yeah
These streets cold but ain't colder than that Freezer
So I advise yo young wild ass to keep it
Especially how you speaking,
Shit I could've sworn you niggas creepin'
But ain't a body drop or shell left on that Cement
I guess you niggas lyin'
That Grimey shit is what I'm wit and that's Forever in me
Yea I got love up on my block but know some niggas envy
That Grimey shit is what I'm bout that's what I'm always on
And we been really off that talkin' niggas know its on,
Beef over bitches ready to risk ya life
I ain't never in my feelings what that feelin' like
I ain't never been a pussy they Aristocats
You ain't a shooter Lil Craig what you gon' do wit that
Big shit truck shit then we skirt off
A lot of niggas hate but a lot of niggas we aint heard of
All my niggas Grimey they gon' shoot for me it come to that,
I got them back none of my niggas down naa ain't none of that We up
I could box but its beef so shit what we boxing fo
A nigga threw up his hands wit me like that's optional
Last time I fought a nigga niggas jumped me
And last time niggas jumped me scene was bloody
Think I'm goin' for that shit again
Hit a nigga ASAP It Ain't Safe grip the geezy only time I clinch my fist again
Nigga I don't wanna fight I wanna take ya life,
Shit, do it with the geezy or do it with the knife
Around here we play for keeps I'll snatch ya soul
And I done did some shit but I can't let ya know
Gotta move solo I can't trust a soul
Call bro do ya shady now ya gotta go
Around here we play for keeps I'll snatch ya soul
And I done did some shit but I can't let ya know
Gotta move solo I can't trust a soul
Call bro do ya shady now ya gotta go
When the hate turn into lies I say I'm doin' ok,
Ain't no facts under them opinions fuck what they say
Catch me wit the gang orchestrate with no delays
Scoring touchdowns kickin' field goals all out the way
Tom Brady to Randy Moss on the first play,
Empathy wit the blue strips, how you can't relate
When it's a war goin' on you gotta concentrate
Cash out for the hip keep yo life safe,
I'm still on probation I'm still tryna play it safe,
I'm still takin' chances, I'm tryna crack a safe
I'm still G.S Grimey nigga, what the fuck the mean
Duke Breeze slide up on him let the 40 swing
Reez got monkey bars hangin' off the 23
Look like a bull nose when that bitch really breath
And I'm still in all black, when y'all tryna creep
Ain't no caution Coats gon' squeeze, no cold feet
Gotta score for our brothers why we can't sleep
Don't be actin' like them shells never hit the streets,
Nasty a monster in the field, he gotta keep his cleats
Pop quite wit the nickel he don't do the speech
Trouble still on niggas block like its tinder beef,
Still on ten toes niggas know ain't nothin' sweet
Niggas ain't playing fair, yea they playin' for keeps
Prayin' mama never live to lift up them white sheets
Around here we play for keeps I'll snatch ya soul
And I done did some shit but I can't let ya know
Gotta move solo I can't trust a soul
Call bro do ya shady now ya gotta go
Around here we play for keeps I'll snatch ya soul
And I done did some shit but I can't let ya know
Gotta move solo I can't trust a soul
Call bro do ya shady now ya gotta go
These streets cold but ain't colder than that Freezer
So I advise yo young wild ass to keep it
Especially how you speaking,
Shit I could've sworn you niggas creepin'
But ain't a body drop or shell left on that Cement
I guess you niggas lyin'
That Grimey shit is what I'm wit and that's Forever in me
Yea I got love up on my block but know some niggas envy
That Grimey shit is what I'm bout that's what I'm always on
And we been really off that talkin' niggas know its on,
Beef over bitches ready to risk ya life
I ain't never in my feelings what that feelin' like
I ain't never been a pussy they Aristocats
You ain't a shooter Lil Craig what you gon' do wit that
Big shit truck shit then we skirt off
A lot of niggas hate but a lot of niggas we aint heard of
All my niggas Grimey they gon' shoot for me it come to that,
I got them back none of my niggas down naa ain't none of that We up
I could box but its beef so shit what we boxing fo
A nigga threw up his hands wit me like that's optional
Last time I fought a nigga niggas jumped me
And last time niggas jumped me scene was bloody
Think I'm goin' for that shit again
Hit a nigga ASAP It Ain't Safe grip the geezy only time I clinch my fist again
Nigga I don't wanna fight I wanna take ya life,
Shit, do it with the geezy or do it with the knife
Around here we play for keeps I'll snatch ya soul
And I done did some shit but I can't let ya know
Gotta move solo I can't trust a soul
Call bro do ya shady now ya gotta go
Around here we play for keeps I'll snatch ya soul
And I done did some shit but I can't let ya know
Gotta move solo I can't trust a soul
Call bro do ya shady now ya gotta go
When the hate turn into lies I say I'm doin' ok,
Ain't no facts under them opinions fuck what they say
Catch me wit the gang orchestrate with no delays
Scoring touchdowns kickin' field goals all out the way
Tom Brady to Randy Moss on the first play,
Empathy wit the blue strips, how you can't relate
When it's a war goin' on you gotta concentrate
Cash out for the hip keep yo life safe,
I'm still on probation I'm still tryna play it safe,
I'm still takin' chances, I'm tryna crack a safe
I'm still G.S Grimey nigga, what the fuck the mean
Duke Breeze slide up on him let the 40 swing
Reez got monkey bars hangin' off the 23
Look like a bull nose when that bitch really breath
And I'm still in all black, when y'all tryna creep
Ain't no caution Coats gon' squeeze, no cold feet
Gotta score for our brothers why we can't sleep
Don't be actin' like them shells never hit the streets,
Nasty a monster in the field, he gotta keep his cleats
Pop quite wit the nickel he don't do the speech
Trouble still on niggas block like its tinder beef,
Still on ten toes niggas know ain't nothin' sweet
Niggas ain't playing fair, yea they playin' for keeps
Prayin' mama never live to lift up them white sheets
Around here we play for keeps I'll snatch ya soul
And I done did some shit but I can't let ya know
Gotta move solo I can't trust a soul
Call bro do ya shady now ya gotta go
Around here we play for keeps I'll snatch ya soul
And I done did some shit but I can't let ya know
Gotta move solo I can't trust a soul
Call bro do ya shady now ya gotta go
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Writer(s): Chris Coats
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