Purple Rain lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ooh (Bomine)
Dirty Gang
Ayy

[Chorus]
Pull up on a n*gga block, bet he won't stop the rain
He got hit up that chopper, he couldn't stop the pain
This sh*t'll never change, this sh*t a dirty game
I don't need a f*ckin' stylist, I'm fresh off the block

[Verse 1]
Got in the room and started singin', knew he was a cop
And I got tired of totin' the switch, I bought another chop
Put your mask on, some n*ggas won't last long
He got hit up for tryna diss, his homie got his mind blown
Rockin' Lanvins like I skate, just shouldn't put 'em on skates
Too many guns inside this b*tch, we can't stop for the jakes
Street n*gga, better keep your heat with you
Steady dissin' on the 'net, so I can't wait to see n*ggas, ayy

[Chorus]
Pull up on a n*gga block, bet he won't stop the rain
He got hit up that choppеr, he couldn't stop the pain
This sh*t'll nevеr change, this sh*t a dirty game
I don't need a f*ckin' stylist, I'm fresh off the block
Pull up on a n*gga block, bet he won't stop the rain
He got hit up that chopper, he couldn't stop the pain
This sh*t'll never change, this sh*t a dirty game
I don't need a f*ckin' stylist, I'm fresh off the block
[Verse 2]
Thirty shots inside my Glock, let them get ten a piece
I'll shoot this b*tch like Kobe, but this a 23
I don't want no old hoes, switched out all my old hoes
I don't need no new friends, I'm still with the same bros
These n*ggas cappin', when we come through, let off a automatic
This sh*t get tragic, n*gga died, his homies let it happen
Baby, what you want from a n*gga? I'm tryna make it happen
Stuck inside the streets, we livin' fast, this sh*t been gettin' tragic
I can't show no love, uh
Runnin' with some thugs
And I keep my gun on me, uh
f*ck around and do a n*gga bad
He say he on my ass
I'ma shoot until it's on E
Baby, I been caught up in the fast life, tryna get my cash right
Caught up in this dope game, they say we won't last, right?
This sh*t ain't the same, if feel different, n*ggas lames
I ain't tryna come with the gang, bae, we different
These n*ggas broke and that's the difference

[Chorus]
Pull up on a n*gga block, bet he won't stop the rain (Bomine)
He got hit up that chopper, he couldn't stop the pain
This sh*t'll never change, this sh*t a dirty game
I don't need a f*ckin' stylist, I'm fresh off the block
Pull up on a n*gga block, bet he won't stop the rain
He got hit up that chopper, he couldn't stop the pain
This sh*t'll never change, this sh*t a dirty game
I don't need a f*ckin' stylist, I'm fresh off the block
[Outro]
I'm fresh off the block, fresh off the block
I don't need a f*ckin' stylist, I'm fresh off the block
I don't need a f*ckin' stylist, I'm fresh off the block
I don't need a f*ckin' stylist, I'm fresh off the block