NWA lyrics
by 22nd Jim
[Verse 1: FREDOBAGZ]
n*gga heard the chop knock, and started running like a race
[?] I put my Glock down, and went and picked up the drac
Told [?] boots, time to stomp, ain't from the plane
Pull up, knocking 76’s, [?] b*tch like [?]
[?] b*tches who we call bae
Through the east clutching the drac, while I'm smoking on this A
Sucka n*ggas so called [?], but tryna stretch him on the blade
[?] that chopper beat a n*gga chest like it's an ape
[?] say he came through, and ain’t get back, n*ggas cap
Ask whoever [?] give [?] they know I'm 'bout that action
[?] tryna block me in, [?] call that [?]
Free the [?] out that jam, [?] killers tryna make it happen
We gon' drop [?] 50 [?] squeeze the [?]
Cruising through thеy section, [?]
They gon' think it's funny, til another n*gga diе
And he bake, he cook, that's another n*gga fried
[Verse 2: 22nd Jim]
Hold the drac with two hands, 'cause when you bust it, it’s gon shake
[?] can’t go no other way
If you reach, I'ma teach, I’ma blow your ass away
From the bottom of the murders, b*tch, it's 22nd ways
I get sticky in the sh*t, [?] fresh up out [?]
Shoot bullets big as hell, this sh*t'll flip over a tank
Buying whips, buying sticks, for my team, I break the bank
Tryna leave a n*gga stuck, 76 until he [?]
[?] condos out of state, all my b*tches know they place
Got a hundred in the couch, and plenty more up in the safe
[?] outside everyday, and they be dying everyday
Rest in peace my n*gga [?], left something, broad day