SANG TO EM Songtext
von BIG30

Brrrr
Brrrr
Aye
Aye
Aye
Told my lil nigga I was up before 3
Nigga humble
Yes, sir I been putting dat shit in the dirt
Real street nigga
My kids straight
My momma don′t work
I got them M's
Gave her a hunned that shit was off work
That shit was off talk My hood releasing a Glock
Like a Indian bitch we put a hole in they top
Fuck nigga
You reach at my show and get dropped
S T K send several shots
Play with third ball you better not
I got old money
More money
This shit finna rot
Got seven fifty at granny house
Got fifty up in da bank
Three switches in the Cadillac V bulletproof
This hoe like a tank


Back to back smoking
How many percs you took
How many my nigga got kilt
Its January third
We been spinning since the fifth
Check on my pussy BM
See my glizzy on my hip
Shit some how rock science
Leave my head before my pistol
Some many shootouts
My right trigger finger growing blister
This money changed my life
But also saved a lot of niggas
Now I′m a superstar
Ex menace ex killer
I'll still got get a nigga
Let a nigga drop a million
I bet I suit up
Come out these chains its gone be a killing
CEO status
I'm drill sergeant
You niggas bitches
They say who losing on that score
Better go recheck the digits
Everybody round me got to face all of your nigga ignant
I mean irrelevant
I told my lil nigga I′m spinning for the hell of it
Get shit kilt bout these guys
Ill drop a settlement
Every time I make a move you gon see black truck
Like the president
But they gon be SRT
You know Trackhawks and Hellephats
Everything shoot fast
My big thirty ain′t for medicine
That name ain't come from pills nigga
The name came from drills nigga
Yeah
I said big thirty really kill niggas
Brrrrr
Hop out wit that thirty
Thirty spill niggas
Nigga knew how I get down
This shit for real nigga
Murder
Murder
Murder
Murder