letra de old days - u.t.g rodawg
2x: you better watch how you talking kuz i’ll shoot you in your face
i got some steppers an i’ll have them rite at your place
you n-gg-s tripping don’t wanna talk y’all might be the jakes
i got to cut my gr-ss low it got to many snakes
verse 1:
you n-gg-s b-tches when that pressure come you n-gg-s fold
when bang got locked in that prison man he ain’t never told
you n-gg-s fronting y’all move you n-gg-s really hoes
catch one of you n-gg-s down bad an beat y’all out y’all clothes
all of my n-gg-s bout business when it come to that drama
pedo be wilding he out the window slanging that lama
roselawn the f-cking president we something like obama
my whole gang gone make it out the hood we put that on our mommas
i’m at these f-cking n-gg-s neck with my f-cking feet
i love dancing with my 40. just call me jay3
an i’ll step on any n-gg- just call me gotti
an i’ll curve me a n-gg- just like i’m lil g
or hit a n-gg- wit the nine just like gene from up the street
2x: you better watch how you talking kuz i’ll shoot you in your face
i got some steppers an i’ll have them rite at your place
you n-gg-s tripping don’t wanna talk y’all might be the jakes
i got to cut my gr-ss low it got to many snakes
verse 2:
remember posted in ridgemont with lil troy an gene
selling weed to fiends trynna get it by any means
we was some youngins in the field we just wanted the green
corey use to talk to a n-gg- about doing the most
told me slow down on that lean before i overdose
that sh-t wasn’t good for my body so i just let it go
but i’m still posted in the trap just me an bando
shoutout my mother she always told me go out an get it
i was always hardheaded till sh-t start getting wicked
daddy told me leave them streets alone an get to them digits
growing up in the sub this sh-t was never easy
momma working daddy hustling to make sure we eating
the sub being so wild everybody got demons
shoutout to them quarterboys them n-gg-s delete you
2x: you better watch how you talking kuz i’ll shoot you in your face
i got some steppers an i’ll have them rite at your place
you n-gg-s tripping don’t wanna talk y’all might be the jakes
i got to cut my gr-ss low it got to many snakes
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