young nigha no guidance/big home co pillot/I grew up on road island/right in the trapping out boarded up homes/fuck wit

young nigha no guidance/big home co pillot/I grew up on road island/right in the trapping out boarded up homes/fuck wit my nighas it's on /ain't no fare ones if the ones it's close range trappin feelin no pain told my moma no blame/she did her best/wit what she had to work wit/happen her son don't iend up under the dirt quick don't give your heart to bitch break bread wit yo click/know these nighas is slickgive this these niggas the lit start dissen get lit marks men wit a gift bout to empty the clippers here go blick