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letra de in my section - scotty cain

[byrd]
i’m ready when you ready q
byrdie. scotty cain
in my section, street n-ggas be undercover
everybody cut-throat, don’t know who love you

[scotty cain]
we was raised around guns…
then he gone meet the sun…
k!lling over b-tches…
look

[hook]
in my section we was raised around guns
n-gga snitch on a good n-gga then he gone meet the sun
in my section n-ggas k!lling over b-tches
better stay your distance, ain’t from here don’t go to tripping
in my section n-ggas thugging ain’t thinking about jail
so if you slip up you get hit up n0body gone tell
in my section n-ggas plotting on they n-ggas
so what the f-ck make you think them n-ggas won’t come and steal you

[verse 1: scotty cain]
if you know me you know i’m from that 12150
young age clutching glocks can’t let you come and k!ll me
n-ggas slanging iron with knife out this sh-t get wicked
i put that poppa on a n-gga his people won’t get me
aye, i’m from where n-ggas k!lling their own parters
over a couple dollars
rocking them with that chopper
i’m a survivor you try me ain’t no stunting i’m popping
if i can’t get you they gone get you my youngins they wilding
a lot of murder in my section you play it get hectic
we ain’t fighting this ain’t tekkin i’m upping the weston
you can’t find no ho in my blood i ain’t never been scary
hoes talk, make them n-ggas pop up at your sh-t like freddy
all them snitches they get buried can’t deal with no telling
i’ll smoke a 7 and suit up for a mission i’m ready
we was taught jumping fences with them k’s and they heavy
so don’t come in my section tripping sh-t gone get deadly

[hook]

[verse 2: byrd]
i come in scotty, uh
my life hard, no birthdays or wedding bells
all i know, is shoot offs and catching sales
bail my n-ggas out, every time they touch the jail
[?] soldier stores, that’s all i tell
jack by your brothers, k!ll by your own cousin
b-tches with the sh-ts, you better watch who you f-cking
how you feel if your girl was trying to set you up
leave you down bad so a side n-gga could wet you up
sticks and stones may break my bones so words will never hurt me
got a shooter for your shooter for whoever try to murk me
i don’t make mistakes, i f-ck sh-t up on purpose
see who got your back when them bullets start dispersing
i’m backing up; everything that scotty says
put change on any n-gga, touch a dread on scotty head
ain’t nothing but rage, jacking, and k!lling in my section
don’t want to catch nut, you better stay protected

[hook]

- scotty cain

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