J-Diggs - Whistle On Hip lyrics

Little crowdy Whats up my n***az? My whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip My whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip I got whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip Got my whistle on my hip Pistol on my whip Live my life on a rush Ex-convict still riding with guns Smoke bombs sh** Its hard to take a p**y n***a serious You bleed, period I aint tryinto hear you You can talk to the barrels Double art Your whole team may rest in piece You slept with a banker Wait until I pull the b**hes out And make you n***az get the f** out of here My whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip My whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip I got whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip My whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip My whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip I got whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip Whistle on my hip We get eaten by fish I aint whippin n***a like a villain Your b**h wants to tie me And when there are problems we bring the street sweapers My n***az come and get you Body in the ground , rest in piece They will miss you My whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip My whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip I got whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip My whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip My whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip I got whistle on my hip Pistol on my wip