Nov 28 lyrics

[Intro: Louie Ray]
(Ooh, J-Alley, this that one)
Ah

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
The fiends even notice how I'm always progressin'
Insurance on the work, fix the problem like Progressive
Aggressive, we on him right now if it's tension
Not sayin' sh*t'll knock the case down to a mis-D

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Stop snitchin', pour Hi-Tech on the pus*y, then I lick it
I'm trippin', I only eat the pus*y if she different
I'm out of town trappin', bro, don't ask for my directions
I'm slippin', I walked out of the house without my weapon

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
I'm trippin' 'cause I just popped a Perc' and fought two b*tches
Bro gifted 'cause he can cook a brick without a kitchen
Don't mention nan' one of my n*ggas, 'cause they ignant
We sippin' on some Actavis came from a midget

[Verse 4: Louie Ray]
I just drove twenty miles out the district
And I can get a n*gga paid if he with it
[Verse 5: Rio Da Yung OG]
If I die, just know I'm takin' eighty n*ggas with me
Voila, like magic how unc' slavin' in the kitchen
I thought I seen a ghost, he just came back with a biggie

[Verse 6: Louie Ray]
And they thought I was out of town how I came back with a twenty
I know n*ggas out of town who ain't came back with a twenty
She f*ckin' me and Ri, he probably came back in his feelings
It was early '06, I was dealin'
Police shot my n*gga in the leg, he ain't feel it

[Verse 7: RMC Mike]
Stabbed my classmate in seventh grade and got suspended
Came back to school and got expelled for a plastic pistol

[Verse 8: Rio Da Yung OG]
Run up on your car with two Glocks and smash the windows
Tryna get some head and roll weed and crashed the rental

[Verse 9: RMC Mike]
Hit him 'cross his head with a bottle and crack his temple
Two of my lil' hoes on tip, I'm in the middle

[Verse 10: Louie Ray]
How you catch a body in jail? I used a pencil
Nasty, f*cked a couple hoes live in the villa
Street n*gga, I be servin' all in River Village
They never know it's me 'cause I got all the windows tinted
[Verse 11: RMC Mike]
Fat n*gga, I like a lot of hot sauce on my chicken
And some honey mustard on the side for me to dip in
Got enough food to feed the family, n*gga, dig in
High as hell off a pint of thin, couldn't get my di*k in

[Verse 12: Rio Da Yung OG]
We all know you tell on n*ggas, be specific
Like do you testify in court or do you just be snitchin'?
The police solvin' everything, so who do you be killing?
Caught him whippin' up a brick and left his noodles in the kitchen
I can't lie, man, I'm trippin'
I was 'bout to hit the poodle on you b*tches
My shooter on a scooter, he maneuver with a pistol
Free Tizzy, he was thuggin' with that Ruger with the fifty

[Outro]
(Ooh, J-Alley)