trenches

yeah look i ain't got time to talk with none of y'all lil niggas coz y'all motherfuckin beggers You ain't got no bread you crummy y'all niggas noses are runny y'all niggas turn my tummy when y'all say u got money ain't it funny how you lil niggas could actually think you above me you disgust me music is my passion some of y'all niggas big talk no action I swear y'all cappin i swear y'all trippin i be rollin with the shooters we all going to hooters my niggas creepin on your block they just caught a opp we finna use his head as a mop we made his body drop we exit the scene in a drop top we see a opp we make him pop this is the hood a mis understanding means ur ass all in the wood i wish you'd dare me I wish you would i rool with gangsters I roll with bangers i roll with niggas from the trenches