Styling For Respect

Lyrics

[Chorus] Niggas 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 nigga 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 Fuck who got next, we got choppas on deck Nigga you can die next, we got shottas on deck Niggas styling for respect I'm running up them bands I'm tryna get a check, niggas styling for respect Niggas lying for respect [Verse 1] Niggas know 'bout my set, niggas know where I rep Niggas know where I step, you might fuck 'round get left Me and my niggas love death, we really love homicides I swear all my niggas fried And my niggas don't cry when my niggas die We just drive by, hop out, do pop outs Pop up like your bitch, lil Chxp but I shoot shit On some trap shit on some rap shit These niggas really ain't got shit All on my squad bitch, pull up and we don't miss Nigga talking gangs man these niggas bitches Man I really know these niggas Lil Chxpo know all the drug dealers and I know all the killers Niggas know how I mob Niggas know how I am with the squad Nigga play with one my niggas Then your whole squad get robbed Pull up with a hundred guns, nigga 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 fuckin' chef [Chorus] Niggas 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 nigga 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 Fuck who got next, we got choppas on deck Nigga you can die next, we got shottas on deck Niggas styling for respect I'm running up that knot I'm tryna get a check, niggas styling for respect Niggas lying for respect [Verse 2] She just wanna have sex, lil Chxpo I'm the best Fuck her like I'm Keith Sweat, lightskin Keith Sweat All these bitch on my neck, I got killas on deck Put my killa on your neck, then you gon die next Lil Chxpo on the block bitch I'm working hard But I ain't breaking sweats I might beat a nigga ass, slam a nigga Break a nigga lil neck Lil Chxpo love to fight, and I love to shoot guns Bitch I love doing drugs, and I love selling drugs Bitch we trap just for fun, Lil Chxpo from the slums Big Chxpo bar none, bitch I don't fear none All my niggas got guns, I swear we bloody as it comes I swear my young niggas fried, we robbin shit just for fun Don't know what a nigga got in his pocket but we find out I'm with my shooters right now, fuck nigga pipe down Bitch I'm counting right now, I swear I been going hard I was really selling hard, trapping on the boulevard [Chorus] Niggas 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 nigga 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 Fuck who got up next, we got choppas on deck Nigga you can die next, we got shottas on deck Niggas styling for respect I'm running to that knot I'm tryna get a check, niggas styling for respect Niggas lying for respect [Verse 3] Niggas lying on the squad, niggas lie on my name Every time a nigga get shot up I'm the first one these niggas blame Niggas 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 niggas) And I still ain't been to my lil bro Bloody grave (I miss my niggas) It's a cold dirty game Niggas lying on my name I do this shit for my squad I don't do this shit for no fame Lil molly, bitch