Ray Jr.
Ray Jr. - St. Clair songtekst
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[Hook] Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair Put them choppas in the air! Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair Keep them choppas in the air! They only give you credit when you dead Fuck your validation I've putting on for years I put it on my expiration, Grab my bread friend and matches Yeah praying and hit the streets Get in my ride and press the brakes Nigga it's push start no key Just a young nigga with driving, I started out on E And them young niggas who head shots Tryina knock you off your feet I'm talking headshots, yeah nigga headshots Nigga better go and bulletproof them dreadlocks Cause when your circle too big it turn into a yule Letting pussies in your circle will fuck up the crew So fuck them other niggas who was hating on the scene They acting like the world ain't waiting on us I ain't grinding this hard to whip a Cadillac A nigga seen broken and I ain't going back So fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas Fuck them other niggas bitch cause we the niggas I ain't grinding this hard to whip a Cadillac A nigga seen broken and I ain't going back [Hook] Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair Put them choppas in the air! Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair Keep them choppas in the air! I came a long way from that buzz pass I had dreams in my pocket fat as a butt pad Pissing my hallways won't change it for the world Life's a bitch press bar these niggas doing girls Heart of a runaway slave, smart as a scholarship Dirty money showered it, this that black power shit Nigga this that bad bitch, fuck her on the first night Wake up and get some head, and been don't pronounce her name right Push ups and dips nigga, boke up your size Even know I'm from the city where them skinny niggas ride West side nigga, east side nigga, pick a side As long as ain't a homicide nigga So fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas Fuck them other niggas bitch cause we the niggas I ain't grinding this hard to whip a Cadillac A nigga seen broken and I ain't going back [Hook] Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair Put them choppas in the air! Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair Keep them choppas in the air! What you niggas know about having no address What you niggas know about living life mad stress I'm from where you not allowed Cold killas ride around Everybody know king chip on every side of town What you niggas know about headshots every night I'm from thorn hill, eddie row, that's the hood right These rappers from they pantshouse, living good I was trespassing bandos, living in my hood When vinnie came out, I was living in my van But when I hit the club looking like 600 grand Now my crib in callie bigger than your church is Hallelujah king chip, put that work in I know they live by my words, cause my words strong Kings get they heads cut off while bitch pray on Before the internet hit the hood, I was in the streets Catch me at the marathon on the 117, Saint Clair So fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas Fuck them other niggas bitch cause we the niggas I ain't grinding this hard to whip a Cadillac A nigga seen broken and I ain't going back [Hook] Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair Put them choppas in the air! Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair Keep them choppas in the air!