G Herbo Scratchy & Itchy текст песни, слова песни Scratchy & Itchy G Herbo
G Herbo - Scratchy & Itchy
You gettin fronted that's what you touchin
That's not what you makin
And I'm still with dread heads like I was Jamaican
And we still risk takin
Get a half a brick shakin
Lean a half a book shakin
Got a winter face mask so I don't look wasted
Still stickin to the basics
Big bro the real deal
He gon bust that bitch taste it
It's that little heron
Crack flow this shit laced
Still straight from seven nine
Everyday are different stakes kid
Give my lawyer fifty more
I ain't tryna face a bid
Jealousy a motherfucker
See it in your face it is
I ain't hurt a mother fucker
Why you gotta hate the kid
Nigga you like 30 years old
Tryna chase the kids
His daddy did that but he don't know
Why you hate the kid
I dun seen it all
I don't trust a soul
Tryna get you gon
Yeah but that's your dog
We was in this shit since leapfrog (since see saws)
Way before the streets it was Bball
They setting it up it's going down like see saws
Then everybody starts shootin that's what she saw
Red red all red that's what we saw
Look like he hit in the head that's what we saw
And we thuggin hard till we see the feds
Bitch I'm bout to ball
Pack said touch down know he bought to call
You know I don't play about my dogs
You know we don't stop at all
Wop scored a 12 we gon drop it all
And we see the 12 we don't stop at all
Imma get away or go to hell
This a 12 we don't stop at all
Still here with Rell
You think I forgot about big dog
Tweak watch your top
Cuz on Roc we knockin that shit off
Hustle like a mother fucker
Know we droppin that shit off
If he tryna tax we cop 50
Knock all that shit off
Still gotta ride with a 50
And I ride with a 50
All 100s I'm outside with a 50
Pop out this bitch on my side
Flash and it's empty
Bitch mad I been in my bag
Now I'm in a sitchy
Yall know marley and max
I now scratchy and itchy
Learned the whole lakeshore
I was riding with Richy
I don't think he seen his son before he died
That shit hit me
Slim ain't never seen his son before he died
That shit hit me
I ain't cried in a minute
I be cryin shit be hittin me
I be tryna leave the hood alone
But that shit don't fit me
Know I'm still bout it bout it
I'm outside in my dickies
I don't even supposed to be
But I'm outside with my blicky
I know Imma shoot this bitch
And so is everybody with me
I be tryna save the bag
But I got everybody with me
You know I been rapping like this
Since yall know really hear me
But you don't probably know about that
Cuz yall weren't really with me
I'm still right here with 60
I'm still out here in my BD
Imma be here till they get rid of me
I'm ready for all of my enemies
I'm gonna finish victorious over all of my enemies
I'm with DJ Victorious
We turnin racks to Bentley keys nigga
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