Styling For Respect lyrics

[Chorus]
n*ggas styling for respect I'm running up them bands
I'm tryna get a check, I might pull out with my Nina
Let my Nina squirt and leave a n*gga wet
I might hit 'em with the flex, I might hit 'em with the Tec
Chxpo from the West but I'm on the East
Juugin' in the projects
f*ck who got next, we got choppas on deck
n*gga you can die next, we got shottas on deck
n*ggas styling for respect I'm running up them bands
I'm tryna get a check, n*ggas styling for respect
n*ggas lying for respect

[Verse 1]
n*ggas know 'bout my set, n*ggas know where I rep
n*ggas know where I step, you might f*ck 'round get left
Me and my n*ggas love death, we really love homicides
I swear all my n*ggas fried
And my n*ggas don't cry when my n*ggas die
We just drive by, hop out, do pop outs
Pop up like your b*tch, lil Chxp but I shoot sh*t
On some trap sh*t on some rap sh*t
These n*ggas really ain't got sh*t
All on my squad b*tch, pull up and we don't miss
n*gga talking gangs man these n*ggas b*tches
Man I really know these n*ggas
Lil Chxpo know all the drug dealers and I know all the killers
n*ggas know how I mob
n*ggas know how I am with the squad
n*gga play with one my n*ggas
Then your whole squad get robbed
Pull up with a hundred guns, n*gga pull up in a hundred vans
Lil Chxpo off a hundred xans
In the trap with a hundred bands
Man I make the junkies junkie dance
I make the junkies do the junkie's dance
Gave my big bro blue hands
In the kitchen like a f*ckin' chef
[Chorus]
n*ggas styling for respect I'm running up them bands
I'm tryna get a check, I might pull out with my Nina
Let my Nina squirt and leave a n*gga wet
I might hit 'em with the flex, I might hit 'em with the Tec
Chxpo from the West but I'm on the East
Juugin' in the projects
f*ck who got next, we got choppas on deck
n*gga you can die next, we got shottas on deck
n*ggas styling for respect I'm running up that knot
I'm tryna get a check, n*ggas styling for respect
n*ggas lying for respect

[Verse 2]
She just wanna have sex, lil Chxpo I'm the best
f*ck her like I'm Keith Sweat, lightskin Keith Sweat
All these b*tch on my neck, I got killas on deck
Put my killa on your neck, then you gon die next
Lil Chxpo on the block b*tch I'm working hard
But I ain't breaking sweats
I might beat a n*gga ass, slam a n*gga
Break a n*gga lil neck
Lil Chxpo love to fight, and I love to shoot guns
b*tch I love doing drugs, and I love selling drugs
b*tch we trap just for fun, Lil Chxpo from the slums
Big Chxpo bar none, b*tch I don't fear none
All my n*ggas got guns, I swear we bloody as it comes
I swear my young n*ggas fried, we robbin sh*t just for fun
Don't know what a n*gga got in his pocket but we find out
I'm with my shooters right now, f*ck n*gga pipe down
b*tch I'm counting right now, I swear I been going hard
I was really selling hard, trapping on the boulevard
[Chorus]
n*ggas styling for respect I'm running up them bands
I'm tryna get a check, I might pull out with my Nina
Let my Nina squirt and leave a n*gga wet
I might hit 'em with the flex, I might hit 'em with the Tec
Chxpo from the West but I'm on the East
Juugin' in the projects
f*ck who got up next, we got choppas on deck
n*gga you can die next, we got shottas on deck
n*ggas styling for respect I'm running to that knot
I'm tryna get a check, n*ggas styling for respect
n*ggas lying for respect

[Verse 3]
n*ggas lying on the squad, n*ggas lie on my name
Every time a n*gga get shot up
I'm the first one these n*ggas blame
n*ggas lying to the streets, it's a cold dirty game
And I still ain't been to my lil bro Mar grave
I still ain't been to my lil bro [?] grave
(I miss my n*ggas)
And I still ain't been to my lil bro Bloody grave
(I miss my n*ggas)
It's a cold dirty game
n*ggas lying on my name
I do this sh*t for my squad
I don't do this sh*t for no fame
Lil molly, b*tch