New Banger....Hi-Fly on the beat....West Coast Flavor
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Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Let me spit it now, hold it down...yeah another round
I see u clowns, how u gonna stop me now/
Its been 4 fucking years Ive been dealing wit u queres
knocking on my block, get u shot, shits sincere/
got this West Cost Vibe, wit these East Side lines
so lets talk real, none of u pop nines/
Im from Greek Town, hold that heat down
heres ur greet now (Gun Shot) fuck wit me now/
I ain't saying this shit to sound tough
or speak bluff...but people I know, got there shit tucked
Ain't no gangsta, ain't no wanksta
bring a threat to my life, Im a shank ya/
Here the breakdown...Im a shit on u now
fear to u now...put a hit on you now/
Rep B-More to the fullest bitch...what now
ur boyfriends a stupid snitch...what now/
(Hook) x2
We stay Ridin
Heat we supplying
we spit it hot, let it drop
we ontop...cuz
We stay riding
flows is shining
On the block, got it locked
we ontop...cuz
(Verse 2)
Some say Im back on my grind, back to shine
but ive been here, Im still gettin mine/
who gonna stop that or even top that
better shoot me if u want your block back/
cuz its GTP...B-More
I rep it all day, blow it up like C4/
hear more, fear gore, in and out the days door
walk outside, a mans face to the floor/
Pain and misery for these mother fuckers
fame in history in this mother fucker/
sometimes I think, what if I never had this pen
prolly out selling dope wishing to be dead/
but I turned out safe, owe it all to Hip-Hop
kept me in position, turned me away from a Zip-Lock/
kept me away from a glock, Im shining
play my songs and vibe, Im riding//
(Hook) x2
We stay Ridin
Heat we supplying
we spit it hot, let it drop
we ontop...cuz
We stay riding
flows is shining
On the block, got it locked
we ontop...cuz
(Verse 3)
Here to paint the pictures, memorys is faded
so much shit in me, rememdies invaded/
and Im still on the block...quick to get a jump shot
these hoes is nothing, all they do is pump cock/
pistol swap, on the block...out selling rock
visualize it everyday, Im on the plot/
fuckers realize they downfalls...there sound pause
U say u in it for money, wheres the real cause/
Im down to ride wit it, pride in it...slide in it
put that bitch on my back and watch me glide wit it/
Don't ever confront my technique, on a beat
Just let the real fuckers do it, just have a seat/
watch me...Im cocky....I will put u out
just listen to these lyrics, whenever u in doubt/
GTP the real....u know We stay shining
I'll handle mine...cuz bitch We Stay Riding//
(Hook) x2
We stay Ridin
Heat we supplying
we spit it hot, let it drop
we ontop...cuz
We stay riding
flows is shining
On the block, got it locked
we ontop...cuz