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Drexthejoint - Oc 2 Sgv Lyrics

[Intro: Drexthejoint]
Uh
Bitch, it's the gangland
Uh, uh

[Verse 1: Drexthejoint]
Yeah, I'm screamin' free the shooters
Still bounce out and aim at your medulla
Yeah, I rap a lil' bit, still posted up, don't let it fool you
Yeah, I'm slidin' on the fake ones, tryna kill 'em with this Ruger
Quick to shoot shit, I'm tryna chip a nigga like like the Ku Klux
Flip another Big Mac, my niggas been did that
We on Garnsey, I'm tryna put him on a shit-bag
Slick steady cryin' over hoes, can't get his bitch back
Oh, you say you did what? We been did that
I'm a joint up in your section, nigga, you ain't did enough
We got y'all niggas pressured up, y'all niggas cliquin' up
How y'all niggas feel some type of way, but y'all ain't speakin' up?
This shit regular to a nigga, I do this shit for fun
ABCDEF, yeah, bitch, I'm from the Jay
Same niggas that's dissin', that be the ones that ran away
Y'all niggas sittin' courtsidе, ain't really tryna play
Y'all had that bitch on chokehold, I'm the typе to give her space
Ho-ass nigga, I'm Mr. Ain't Shit
Used to beat the coochie up, I'm quick to go and lane switch
Still up in the hood, could give a fuck if I was famous
Fly-ass nigga, I'm on the block rockin' some Maisons
[Verse 2: Rowdy Racks]
Ayy, Rowdy Racks the rapper lookin' dapper
Macked your bitch and then I give her back after
Uh, you are her man? I'm her master
She tell me that she love me and I respond with laughter
Check it out, you's a mark, I'm a factor
Don't nobody fuck with you like a bad actor
Your bitch clownin' and you ain't even gonna slap her
I'm the type to crack her and put her on the tractor
I laugh at her, you get mad at her
Reach your hand way back and take a crack at her
Pull out a gun and clap at her
Crazy as a Mad Hatter
She a throwback, my dad had her
Nigga, you and that bitch ain't shit
You can't get none of this, I'm from Ridge Gang, bitch
Bitch, my hood is crazy on some insane shit
Blast you in your head and ask you where your brains went
Enemies diss, but they ain't sayin' shit
Load up the chop, bitch, Rowdy Rack sprayin' shit
I came to bring the pain, on the gang
Load up this hundred-round clip and let it rain, bitch