curly savv - word to my mother lyrics
[intro:]
and that’s on my mother
semi gate and that’s on my mother
awweee man
brrrrrrr
[chorus: zay g]
i came from the slums , though i live in the gutter
homie that’s word to my mother
would shoot on you n-ggas than rat on my brothers
i treat em all like no other
my real n-ggas speak up , they never gon’ stutter
homie that’s word to my mother
you said that you here but you know that you wasn’t
n-ggas put that on they mother
the homies be swishin’ lets keep it one hunnid
n-gga and that’s on my my mother
ya b-tch is some common , so she finna f-ck us
she gon’ put that on her mother
when sh-t hit the top , i know they gon’ love us
that’s word to my mother
[interlude: zay g]
sh-t is really crazy man , n-ggas is switchin’ on they gang
i’ll never switch , i’ll never tell on my brothers
that’s word to my mother
[verse 1: rah swish]
any and everything just for my brothers , they know imma ride out
don’t trust him if he ain’t gang cause n-ggas don’t be the same , when they sign out
i see n-ggas snitchin’ bro talkin’ to b-tches , you thought i won’t find out
and ya b-tches gave me the info on where you lay at , and where n-ggas hide out
shout out to curly cause they jackin’ the lingo , you know what i mean bro
put a dot on that n-gga like i’m playin’ bingo , i’m feeling like nino
got all of my lions runnin’ out of the jungle , i ain’t talkin’ leos
told the opps pick up a gun , they know where to meet bro , my clip hold 3 o
run up a few one , i’m where they don’t play that , they know where the gang at
disrespecting my mother or tell on my brothers , he gettin’ a toe tag
i’m not with the playing , what the f-ck is you sayin’ , my n-ggas is k!llas they know that
got at least 2 or 3 guns in the closet hangin’ right where the coats at
don”t make me throw that , bullets cut them down , catch em after school then i’m backin’ down
if he gotta question better ask it now , thinkin’ it’s a game i’m spinnin’ back around
i ain’t with the actin but let’s make a scene , we only gettin’ money yo that’s what you think
why you think i got these shooters on my team , and since he think he sweet , 5 for the beam
these n-ggas talkin’ , i don’t know why
these n-ggas hatin’ , i don’t know why
probably cause he see the gang on top , boy i took his b-tch when i drove by
my n-ggas from the east told me dead bag , give him 7 bills for a head tag
cause n-ggas hate it when you bout to make it , just send the addy, f-ck the conversation
[chorus: zay g]
i came from the slums , though i live in the gutter
homie that’s word to my mother
would shoot on you n-ggas than rat on my brothers
i treat em all like no other
my real n-ggas speak up , they never gon’ stutter
homie that’s word to my mother
you said that you here but you know that you wasn’t
n-ggas put that on they mother
the homies be swishin’ lets keep it one hunnid
n-gga and that’s on my my mother
ya b-tch is some common , so she finna f-ck us
she gon’ put that on her mother
when sh-t hit the top , i know they gon’ love us
that’s word to my mother
[verse 2: zay g]
20 large n-gga greenback , hit a opp n-gga make a f-ck n-gga lean back
word to mommy i ain’t playin’ no games , and the d’s askin’ questions ain’t sayin’ no names
and my real n-ggas ’round me ain’t f-ckin’ with lames , do a hit down the block and be shootin’ with ranges
3 point like reggie , straight loud in the air we ain’t smokin’ no reggies
clip long like a semi , and they sound like a bomb when we blowin’ a dezzy
[verse 3: curly savv]
ahh why the f-ck is you talkin’ , n-gga we know that you soft
catch a opp and i’m lettin’ it off , swish gang b-tch i’m always on court
and all of my n-ggas be lurkin’ and all of my n-ggas put work in
oh yea he a thug on the book , can’t wait till i catch him in person
catch me a opp and that’s word to my mother , he gettin’ melted like b-tter
pistol is hot and they sting like thunder , n-ggas ain’t gettin no money
run up on me and i’m goin’ insane , bullets they burst through your brain
she jackin my lingo, she sayin’ my name, b-tch get the f-ck out my face
i c-m in her mouth and she love how it taste , shawty in love with my ways
when i get in the booth man yall n-ggas should pray , cause of the sh-t that i say
man this sh-t is so hot that i need me a deal, this really my life for real
free bro rex he was out for a stain , get wet trynna walk in the rain
[chorus: zay g]
i came from the slums , though i live in the gutter
homie that’s word to my mother
would shoot on you n-ggas than rat on my brothers
i treat em all like no other
my real n-ggas speak up , they never gon’ stutter
homie that’s word to my mother
you said that you here but you know that you wasn’t
n-ggas put that on they mother
the homies be swishin’ lets keep it one hunnid
n-gga and that’s on my my mother
ya b-tch is some common , so she finna f-ck us
she gon’ put that on her mother
when sh-t hit the top , i know they gon’ love us
that’s word to my mother
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