Mr. Ivan - Local 580 lyrics

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Mr. Ivan - Local 580 lyrics

First Verse { Lil' Slim} Ghetto a** n***a and I'm true to the game I had an f**ed up childhood but that's not to blame The way I'm from they got my name on the wall My name on the wall because I got big balls n***as round my way say I ain't nothin' But I'm down wit my hood because you know I'm still struglin' Afro and Eagle is where the dope fiends dwell n***as slangin' f**in' nine and makin' money as well Pop pop watch the Glock no I'm never gonna stop Bloody stones in my hand from watchin' a n***a drop I don seen n***as bleed from bullets that have been bust I'm pullin' n***as cars and leavin' b**hes in my dust Then I met to n***as who was really try'na save me Baby and Slim they had the local 580 To you my n***a Pimp, Ms. Tee, and Big D My n***as got my back off of Apple and E Always ready to peel one they call me the lil' one Rat a Tat Tat now ya flat because I got my gun Second Verse {Pimp Daddy} I'm down wit local 580 cuz I got much love Black and White tee shirts when we walk up in the club Straight gangsta to the back where dey yacky the gat Pull it out Blok Blok my n***as always got my back Been an ghetto a** n***a ever since I've was a kid gee My daddy was an fiend never came around to see me That's all right because the sh** is gettin' bigger Hooked up wit CMR and meet some gangsta a** n***a Now I'm in it to win it deep in this game wit my boys Down wit local 580 and we bout to bring noise Third Verse {Gangsta Dee} I'm Gangsta Dee from the streets down wit u.n.l.v I'm comin' straight up gangsta tellin' n***as to back up off me If you don't corporate its closer to you I'm takin' it off yo shoulder Knock yo mutherf**in' head off The mic is in my hand I'm actin' bad goin' wild Them n***as on the street still jockin' u.n.l.v. style n***as talkin' sh** but know they scared to tot the trigger If ya dissin' u.n.l.v. you just an p**y a** n***a I'm that f**in' gangsta always packin' me a gat I'm down wit Yella, Tec and that other gangsta fat Yeah n***a I might be young but I ain't no f**in' joke If ya step to me ya get yo mutherf**in' neck broke The crowd is gettin' hype lamest n***a ain't no thing I'm down wit that 3rd but slang in that thirteen I'm a n***a dat don't give a f** I'm always packin' nines n***a livin' box you know we don't mind dyin' So now you got a piece of the mutherf**in' young gee I'm tellin' p**y n***as to watch out b**h back up off me Forth Verse {Mr. Ivan} I'm cool wit gangsta a** n***as Picky pop on yo a** b**h I'm quick to k** a n***a the very second ya hear my nine click The mind of a criminal the section' wit the twelve gage I'm quick to k** a n***a widin' up on the front page b**h Blackin' wit my Glock buckin' 'em down wit my k's uhh We show no kind of emotion Local 580 don't play uhh Its time to take it from a real a** n***a leave ya Mutherf**ers stankin' in the mornin' we gonna do ya n***a U.N.L.V. uptown n***as livin' violent wit an downtown n***a k**in' fect real silent Local 580 on a buster hunt Takin' a n***a hostage crack his skull and smoke a blunt Chea Man! been known to k** a n***a wit my nine-a Been shake 'em buckin' 'em stickin' watchin' do this crime (uhh) A n***a a** off the mat gee I told yo a** before not to f** wit me Now my mind clickin' about to nut yo b**h a** Rip yo chest doin' a murder in a hockey mask Bloke bloke takin' makin' bleed to d**h I'm bout to k** yo b**h Gettin' out the box wit some murderous a** gangsta sh** I'm crackin' heads like an shake So don't forget the white chalk and the f**in' yellow tape I'm bout to k** a b**h y'all ready for PMW to break you off b**h! Fifth Verse {PxMxWx} Its the Local 580 n***as dats crazy f** wit me me fool and you be pushin' up daisies Its the real 'G' thing hittin' 'em wit a swang Pop and nine millimeter dope bing (hmm mm) Sound of the dumb dumb Real n***as die fool so Here I come I'm feelin' kind of hungry got to stay on my sh** Walk on stage wit my weed and grab my dick Ya down for your crown I'm up for my throne But I think its about time you leave me alone I blow smoke in yo face and constipate Manny Fresh on the board won't ya drop the base 580 droppin' bottles for an buster on a mission Them b**hes must be worried cuz they all about dissin' I'm a piss on yo parade keep f**in' wit me n***a I'm a throw my hand grenade Boom boom on that a** with the quickness That's the way it is when I handle my business Pimps hustlers and n***as thats crazy The only mutherf**ers thats real in the Local 580!