Intro (See You At The Gates)

Lyrics

[Intro] [?] Aguar Mm? *Gunshots* Come on! Giuseppe! They shot [?] [?] Who want to test me, come on? Come on! [Verse] I'm the reason they scream Harlem bitch (Muh, muh) Come '013, I put crack on my strip Them yute come round like too much time So I flipped that script and started banging on pricks Me and Latz in his prime, [Maddister?] kids Only time was on 'peds in adrenaline kicks Prayin' when we got home man someone got hit (Live) Right now they got playin' on us, cool We gon' fill em' with slugs hand ting [?] all black wit' the clutch Make sure when you hear em', it's done SD and Tape wit' the leng gyal and they all hear that he bust his gun You're dumb if you think man's done, skin flare up make your blood feel numb (Muh, muh) Yo I never stopped smoking on Munna, I hear all they talk bout' Latz, I'm vexed too (So high) Me, I don't care we got [?] want dead moves, that's redrums and black suits (Grrt) And if you ski em, crash gang prolly cooked, don't wet him If not him then his bredrin Hand ting, no we don't fire like Tekken, you reckon try, man'll bag you in seconds Don't do drive-by, gang walk up Get walked on, air-outs on the corner 21 in this map, slaughter, muh Harlem boy, like Porter Petro-bus and retape my skin, bro creep round the back [?] cage him in Swag him and bad him [?], badder gyal Gallery Dept's still walk with a limp Can't go back and I don't regret all the yutes I smoked, all the opps I bled Told bro, "go round there with a glee", SK on me, but the corn too dead The man see gyal and they try impress, gyal come round man get jeet and left I need me a switch, have one in the head so suttin for- (Muh, muh) [Outro] Phone call [?] recorded, if you do not wish to accept this call, please hang up now *Beep* Yo Yo gang Ay Ay you don't even know bro, you know it's fuckin, it's been four years today since I caught the case Crazy cuz You know what I mean? But You know what I live by man, rather get judged by 12, carried by 6, I got judged by 36 cah I went three trials in gang Right now, just on the wing, with some lifers, couple 15-year niggas, couple 10-year niggas, craziness bro they lookin at my ting like yo you got a seven, that's baby food I can't lie that's real chat, cah right now I'm 23, yeah, 24 in May and I'll be out by 25 believe that gang But tell everyone from now See You at the Gates