west to east - gmo stax lyrics
[intro: gmo stax]
gmo
cmo
[verse 1: gmo stax]
get a bag or be broke, be a k!ller or get smoked
drop a five, it’s five strikers, where the bloods? we in the zone
i’m the youngest of the mob, b*tch, i’m really lil’ bro
shot my gun every time, you can ask lil bro (ayy, talk to ’em, war)
every time we catch an opp, pull up with my thumbs down
he think he locked in ’til that day he get his ass slimed
this sh*t ain’t no image, k!ll a n*gga, walk off with a smile
we applying pressure to them n*ggas throwin’ in that towel
catch a n*gga out of bounds, i got k!llers worldwide
real pit, ain’t shootin’ out the whip, gon’ chase his ass down
before tour, we was tourin’ from the west to eastside
‘fore we ever did a show, we performed on n*ggas’ block
[verse 2: ybn lil bro]
lil’ n*gga out his mind, remind me of me
f*ck a job, he’d rather rob to get on his feet
every day, i’m gettin’ high off dead n*gga weed
sad as h*ll how he died, n*gga smacked a tree
oh well, he wanna die, then play with the tweaks
came up off crack rock, so i’m f*ckin’ with the leak
same day i went and bought it, smacked the srt
then got another one
got locked for a pistol, when i got out, bought another gun
she know i’m gon’ love her even more, she give my brother somethin’
hearin’ a n*gga died, ain’t from this side, sh*t’ll turn me up
my young n*ggas end up in they twenties
bodied up, shootouts broad day, don’t give a f*ck ’bout if the cops come
[verse 3: 264 quez]
got everything to say, ain’t got a stain on him, but he tough
we gon’ stop the blitz if kids ridin’, we won’t shoot it up
we don’t give a f*ck what n*ggas on, they ain’t on sh*t with us
we don’t give a f*ck what n*gga told, ’cause ain’t no snitch with us
we got them bl!cks with us
we eight deep with twenty hoes, they all gon’ give it up
act like you lit or somethin’, go sell some fent’ or somethin’
b*tch, if you can’t get it done, go ‘head and trick or somethin’
i got a mission for you, you turnt, b*tch, get it goin’
we got the best white that’s lockin’ even when it’s snowing
i keep some stuffed up in my pocket no matter how it’s goin’
i call your ho to get her back beat when i’m bored
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