kevin gates – la familia lyrics
man i swear to god i got some n-gg-s out there in shreveport so loyal it just don’t make no f–king sense
that my n-gg- i call’em blocka
that my b-tch i call her betty crocker
that my brother i call him hundred
la familia and i put that on my momma
that my n-gg- i call’em blocka
that my b-tch i call her betty crocker
that my brother i call him hundred
and i put that on my momma
real n-gg- in the game, i know how to maintain
rap and hustle, sell c-ke, b-tch say the same thang
countin money like shawn, big money like dawn
shout-out to my n-gg- don juan, gotta grip the bag with 2 arms
got the weed coming by the acre look like i robbed 2 farms
jamaican cartel pull up, bad bwoy say wahh gwaan
i just hit’em like waaah
still be going dumb
mouth full platinum b-tches asking where i’m from
diamonds just like master p my mouth be saying ughhh
16 2 52s thats four bricks on a scale
and between me and you i just got out of jail
took my lick i ain’t tell, and i know you wish you could be here
that my n-gg- i call’em blocka
that my b-tch i call her betty crocker
that my brother i call him hundred
la familia and i put that on my momma
that my n-gg- i call’em blocka
that my b-tch i call her betty crocker
that my brother i call him hundred
and i put that on my momma
real n-gg- in the game, streets say the same thang
and if i get caught again, i’m going to the chain gang
not afraid to take losses, gold mouth dawg we bosses
tryna clip who its gon cost ya
you gon have to come take it off me
whipped out in the foreign with a bad b-tch named lauren
say she use to live in california
she don’t speak english and she foreign
say her ex boyfriend boring
wanna drug dealer who important
slanging dope d-ck i’m retawdid.
finger lickin chicken in the trap house
know they love me in the neighborhood
i ain’t gotta hustle with the strap out
ion care what n-gg-s rap about, i aint rappin what they rap about
i’m the n-gg- n-gg-s rap about
murders getting reenact out
kicking rocks in the crack drought
up the gat and i ain’t back down
that my n-gg- i call’em blocka
that my b-tch i call her betty crocker
that my brother i call him hundred
la familia and i put that on my momma
that my n-gg- i call’em blocka
that my b-tch i call her betty crocker
that my brother i call him hundred
and i put that on my momma
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