Intro (Mud Muzik)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm a [?] nigga, 6 Mile the hood Grew up on the streets, with all crackheads and wolves Rolling off the hip, kept the baggies in the bush Gotta watch out for the vans 'cause the traffic off the hook Free my nigga Shine, they got him right after the summer I guess them bitches heard about the price we got or something My nigga coming home, we just waiting on the date Some shit up in this property that y'all ain't never made Laying up shitty, back to back to back to back Thirty inch Forgiato wheels on that 'Lacky 'Lac Everything brand new, we don't ride oldies, bitch And we own carwashes, come and get your stolie rich You already know the deal, catch me with the thugs coolin' Crack it up, pour the seal, nigga, I make mud music Pussies making lil' diss songs, I don't say nothing back So when the police find a nigga, don't nothing match [Chorus] I got some shooters with me and I got some money on me A bitch get out of line, I'ma put some money on you We came here to tip and leave with some of these bitches Don't make us flip the script and leave one of you niggas I got some shooters with me and I got some money on me A bitch get out of line, I'ma put some money on you We came here to tip and leave with some of these bitches Don't make us flip the script and leave one of you niggas [Verse 2] One time for the twins [?] 'Cause we was selling dope when niggas couldn't leave the house Shout out my uncle [?], a real nigga for real The vans hit his crib, he had a bird and they ain't see it The shit you niggas talk about is really all whack Asking all these questions, man, you niggas sound tapped Everything I'm saying on this bitch is all fact Them boys really 'bout that action, they don't party, they don't rap We used to go and hang out at the bar when we was kids Then Yoyo got killed, man, this shit done got real Fuck with Mack Ave and Warren niggas, we got it in Welcome home DP and free my nigga Lil Will Free my nigga [?], rest in peace my brother James R.I.P. C and Lil Drew and my nigga [?] I can really keep going, my nigga, it's so many names Fuck some rap music, this the shit we see here every day [Chorus] I got some shooters with me and I got some money on me A bitch get out of line, I'ma put some money on you We came here to tip and leave with some of these bitches Don't make us flip the script and leave one of you niggas I got some shooters with me and I got some money on me A bitch get out of line, I'ma put some money on you We came here to tip and leave with some of these bitches Don't make us flip the script and leave one of you niggas