News or Something

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[Intro] You know how we be rocking, ya heard [Verse 1] Bright light shining all bright on the Bentley Work the Cadillac, panoramic, no panties Old school Chevy '55 granddaddy Gotta throw some salt on it, 'cause you know I'm getting at it Throw the fork on it, then put it in traffic Throw the sauce on it, got it flying out of Dallas Hope you didn't do it to yourself, that's tragic Hope you didn't throw away what we established Hope you wouldn't turn your back on your family The way a nigga look 'round here, they'll back stab you Word from your motherfuckin' brother, young nigga I just wanna see you happy, I just wanna see you happy Comin' through the cut, like a known Grim Reaper 'Bout to get it straight finessed, tryna get a little cheaper Hold on to that clip, like a doped up needle Girl hang on that strip with a four Desert Eagle [Chorus] Known to put a bad little bitch in some red bottoms Ayy, where ya mans at? Heard that the feds got 'em I seen you cruise the Land Rover through the west side Gold Rolex, better check your peripheral It's a full moon in the middle of the day Got them wolves out, rock a little Cartier Got the trap jammed packed like The Masquerade Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they next birthday Tell them young niggas grind 'fore you gon' knock someone down, if they gon' shoot, then shoot something We better hear 'bout this shit on the news or somethin' We better hear 'bout this shit on the news or somethin' Man down over yonder, young came through holdin' on the K like a drummer They done took a boss out, nigga, no wonder Niggas gettin' crossed out, nigga, no wonder Hoes gettin' X'd out and we on ganja The police wanna talk, but we won't say nothin' True to these clips, niggas won't say nothin' Niggas true to these clips, niggas won't say nothin' [Verse 2] Had the Parkay jumpin' out the Pyrex High definition glass on my pinky finger Niggas swimmin' in the water, no paddle Niggas trying to walk in my shadow Got the bird on the bezel, I'm a well known rebel Told the young nigga, "Freebandz, Roc-A-Fella" Told a young nigga, "Freebandz, Roc-A-Fella" You can turn this off and I can kick it acapella We work the Front Street, where Mama said, "Don't go," we went there Trap house embalmed with that crack, then we went there Shawty don't fuck with these folks, these niggas be tellin' these days, be tellin' these days [Chorus] Known to put a bad little bitch in some red bottoms Ayy, where ya mans at? Heard that the feds got 'em I seen you cruise the Land Rover through the west side Gold Rolex, better check your peripheral It's a full moon in the middle of the day Got them wolves out, rock a little Cartier Got the trap jammed packed like The Masquerade Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they next birthday Tell them young niggas grind 'fore you gon' knock someone down, if they gon' shoot, then shoot something We better hear 'bout this shit on the news or somethin' We better hear 'bout this shit on the news or somethin' Man down over yonder, young came through holdin' on the cane like a drummer They done took a boss out, nigga, no wonder Niggas gettin' crossed out, nigga, no wonder Hoes gettin' X'd out and we on ganja The police wanna talk, but we won't say nothin' True to these clips, niggas won't say nothin' Niggas true to these clips, niggas won't say nothin' [Outro] Niggas true to these clips, niggas won't say nothin' Known to put a bad little bitch in some red bottoms Ayy, where ya mans at? Heard that the feds got 'em I seen you cruise the Land Rover through the west side Gold Rolex, better check your peripheral It's a full moon in the middle of the day Got them wolves out, rock a little Cartier Got the trap jammed packed like The Masquerade Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they next birthday