$Lide
3800 block
thats the Murda squad
Money on my mind so I gotta maintain
Squares in the loop got me feelin kinda strange
I just want the blue strips fuck all that fame
I represent the hood I put on for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
Yea I been on hadda turn it up a notch
Duckin undercovers and the crooked ass cops
Hypnotized when it swirls in the pot
Ride wit a glock lose ur life when it pop
Tryna get a mill and put on for the city
U wasn't on the field playing defense wit me
started selling dope everybody stared snitchin
I had to go to prison cause somebody was a witness
Watered down the game now days it's fucked up
Foot up in they neck and the gas when I pop clutch
Boy I stay ready for the funk if they run up
40 wit a 30 anybody killa run it
Watered down the game now days it's fucked up
Foot up in they neck and the gas when I pop clutch
Boy I stay ready for the funk if they run up
40 wit a 30 anybody killa run it
Money on my mind so I gotta maintain
Squares in the loop got me feelin kinda strange
I just want the blue strips fuck all that fame
I represent the hood I put on for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
U see a bitch every time u lookin in the mirror
Covered up in tatts tryna hide the fear
Keep a hammer on the lap while I'm tryna steer
Jewels on my chest shine bright like a chandelier
I got felony's fuck what you telling me
Shits for real put my life on these melodies
Gang shit tossing guns on a high speed
Good weed numb the pain that's my remedy
Tryna stay alive yea I got the recipe
I suggest u get equipped wit the weaponry
If I die tonight Ima leave a legacy
If See the sun in the morning that's my destiny
They put a price on yo lit head if you don't break bread
Gun shots to yo spot better fake dead
They put a price on yo lit head if you don't break bread
Gun shots to yo spot better fake dead
Money on my mind so I gotta maintain
Squares in the loop got me feelin kinda strange
I just want the blue strips fuck all that fame
I represent the hood I put on for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
Money on my mind so I gotta maintain
Squares in the loop got me feelin kinda strange
I just want the blue strips fuck all that fame
I represent the hood I put on for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
thats the Murda squad
Money on my mind so I gotta maintain
Squares in the loop got me feelin kinda strange
I just want the blue strips fuck all that fame
I represent the hood I put on for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
Yea I been on hadda turn it up a notch
Duckin undercovers and the crooked ass cops
Hypnotized when it swirls in the pot
Ride wit a glock lose ur life when it pop
Tryna get a mill and put on for the city
U wasn't on the field playing defense wit me
started selling dope everybody stared snitchin
I had to go to prison cause somebody was a witness
Watered down the game now days it's fucked up
Foot up in they neck and the gas when I pop clutch
Boy I stay ready for the funk if they run up
40 wit a 30 anybody killa run it
Watered down the game now days it's fucked up
Foot up in they neck and the gas when I pop clutch
Boy I stay ready for the funk if they run up
40 wit a 30 anybody killa run it
Money on my mind so I gotta maintain
Squares in the loop got me feelin kinda strange
I just want the blue strips fuck all that fame
I represent the hood I put on for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
U see a bitch every time u lookin in the mirror
Covered up in tatts tryna hide the fear
Keep a hammer on the lap while I'm tryna steer
Jewels on my chest shine bright like a chandelier
I got felony's fuck what you telling me
Shits for real put my life on these melodies
Gang shit tossing guns on a high speed
Good weed numb the pain that's my remedy
Tryna stay alive yea I got the recipe
I suggest u get equipped wit the weaponry
If I die tonight Ima leave a legacy
If See the sun in the morning that's my destiny
They put a price on yo lit head if you don't break bread
Gun shots to yo spot better fake dead
They put a price on yo lit head if you don't break bread
Gun shots to yo spot better fake dead
Money on my mind so I gotta maintain
Squares in the loop got me feelin kinda strange
I just want the blue strips fuck all that fame
I represent the hood I put on for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
Money on my mind so I gotta maintain
Squares in the loop got me feelin kinda strange
I just want the blue strips fuck all that fame
I represent the hood I put on for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
I ride for the hood bitch
I slide for the gang
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Writer(s): Gilbert Flores
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