Black Gwaluh - Outta Pocket lyrics

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Black Gwaluh - Outta Pocket lyrics

[Intro: Slimesito] (2wo2imes) Fifty You know how we boming ni**a Posted on gangway right now ni**a On gang Yeah [Verse 1: Slimesito] All of my ni**as they striking Fifty gang sh*t, all my ni**as sliming 7.62 hit him like some lightning Gangway sh*t, all my ni**as grimey Renegade sh*t, I don't do no fighting My b*tch did a drill driving with no license Cutthroat sh*t, rob you for your diamonds Surrounded by killers and they moving silent If I make one call then they sliding I'm in the streets, ni**a I'm not hiding Catch your ass lacking, rob you for your diamonds Shoot your ass up, all my ni**as violent Try to run down, ni**a I bet you dying I really got sticks, ni**a ain't sh*t flying Got two Spanish shooters and they riding Shoot you ass up now your momma crying Shoot your ass up, I don't do no fighting Fifty bands on me, ni**a I an't signing [Verse 2: Black Gwaluh] Hundred band jugg, got it off Verizon Hundred shots in the back of the Masi' 1941 with the Tommy [?] boulevard where you gon' find me Got Riverdale ni**as still wanna' rob me Drug deals in the front of the lobby Who the fu*k gon' stop me? ni**a run up I'ma pop him Then I'm gon' run in his pockets Call Sito to bust out the profits [Verse 3: Slimesito] You know I keep that pocket rocket All of my young ni**as out of pocket Gotta' move smart cause' these ni**as watching Fifty gang sh*t, all my ni**as rocking ni**a want smoke, ni**a then I'm popping Shot the block up now the bodies dropping All red whip riding with that carbon Got five sticks, you don't want no problems Got a bad b*tch and that hoe from Harlem Took his ass off, ni**a I ain't stalling