CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Deli

I weren't outside twiddling thumbs
I was really outside tryna fiddle with drums (Uh-uh)
Yeah, I know about pain cah I been in the slums (Yes, yes)
On smoke when I'm with all my bros
And I still keep it G on my ones (Uh-uh)
Loaded guns, I've been on that block with loaded ones (Grr, baow)
Free all the homies doin' up life
Real life, n***a, you don't wanna lose your life
No hype, n***a, you don't want hype
Free J, free Grips one time (Free 'em)
All the get back's home due time
My friends do it on sight
n***a, how you gon' take man's shine?

Don't get it twisted 'cause of the music (Don't)
I still bruck shot like Teddy (Boom)
I was out tryna ching man's chest and belly (Ching)
Beat that mash like a f**kin' jezzie (Beat that)
I got a cutie in pum pum shorts (Yes)
She just wanna take D up in her belly (All up in her—, all up in her)
We up on the board by many (Too much points)
Opp blocks, it was mask on my face like Freddy (Mask on my face)
I seen bare man shake like jelly (Yes, yes)
All of that talk gets boring, prove it (Prove it)
Get the drop then go get ready (Get the drop)