Remember They Name

Lyrics

[Intro] Huh, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Hrrrrr Yeah Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah [Verse] Stick come out that wha- no Jump out that car and go get that nigga Everybody gettin' hit, shouldn't been wit that nigga Say, "Pap' fucked up in the head" I beat you with that Glock and fuck up your head They like, "Ah shit, he punchin' in" He get to close we rushin' him We strapped, two chops, two F and Ns These bitches work more than Mexicans I stretch a slab and hit a split I showed him magic did a trick You know I'm ganster as it get Still hang with Rollin' 60s Crip We hit your face won't do attempts Ask will he make it chance's slim Bitch I'm Him Duncan at the rim The dope hole jumpin' out the gym I'm finna win a championship Matte blue wrap vinyl round my whip I put the drum on this swapped out the stick Hopped out the car shot up his shit They say I'm a cocky son of a bitch I walk down on ya put the fire to your lip I don't fear the reaper at all That nigga ain't even seen what I saw I feel asleep with blood on the wall And it wasn't mine it was blood from my dawg I still be havin' to double take My momma say I got a troubled face My grandma pray for me everyday I know they wish I'd be scared straight All I wan' do is go out like my dad A legend the hood forever love I ain't never gone tell you what it never was But I don't know them niggas ain't nun like us They say I'm cut from a cloth they don't make Broad day like put the rod to your face Momma don't know I got raw at her place Papi never worked a job but he straight I don't know how to lie to you niggas Speak on them boys im slidin' on niggas I really don't give a fuck how you feel Shoot you dead off not one kind of pill I'll probably get high after it though Once you leave don't walk back thru the doe It ain't no back door on this house You play with me I'll kill you where you stand BK don't like loose ends I don't shoot the shit I really shoot shit I got gun powder on my hands I'm prayin' to god the Ds don't grab me I'm on the run like once again I'm gettin' low them crackers can't nab me BK hit a lick for 11K I told the nigga we should buy eleven Ks He said, "Lil cuz, why the fuck you so rowdy?" He a cool killer that's what I love about him Don't speak on them boys you don't know nun' bout 'em We clear out blocks and blow down houses Any nigga went to war with us in the city got whacked Stop me when I'm lying these all facts These niggas know how the fuck I'm coming My momma say "Just chase the money" I been robbed for most of the shit I love I'll never let a nigga take nun' from me It's deeper than sayin' long live dem boys It's deeper than on the 'gram postin' pictures I done jumped out cars broad day, chased niggas down tryna roast a nigga I seen my dawg die in front of my face flatline, nigga I'm supposed to feel it I know brodie kinda fucked up, 'cause when a nigga hit him he ain't know his killer I left the hospital that night, I ain't go to sleep, nigga, 'til we went to get him I'll never forget that day Went straight to the attic to get my K Long live dem boys scream that everyday Got the blood of my brother all over my face Got the heart of my daddy all in my body Long live BG I feel like Gotti I think I'm 5th when I'm in my Audi He speak on Max we gon' do sum' bout it Pull up like moody on you niggas I might go horse when I'm in that Range Long live dem boys, remember they name