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dsd1 yung leek – raised on concrete freestyle lyrics

i was really raised on the concrete
(yung!)

we ain’t never have sh-t, we was sellin
18 years old 2 time felon
bet this pocket rocket hold that 7
so much church, but ain’t know that reverand
n-gg-s askin, but we know they tellin
can’t say sh-t, cat got yo tongue?
if you ain’t really mean it, better watch yo tongue
cause every n-gg- with me gone pop on yung
they about to feel all the pain within us
know they strapped up if they came in with us
blood, crip, gd’s all hangin wit us
big 40s on our hips, clips hangin and stuff
c-murda with me, yeah he gone remain in the cut
e-murda, boy he off the chain in the cut
came to get trap, cause we do the same in the cut
and i’m a big blood, n-gg- i came in the cut
tell’em get back, this the murder team
we’ll turn your kick back to a murder scene
i’ll burn a f-ck n-gg- to the 3rd degree
and come around like n-body ever heard of me
my young boys, yeah they gone get the word from me
then we all in the sh-t like surgery
this for my n-gg-s that came from the curb with me
that can’t come back and sip syrup with me
make the soft hard as a tooth in the kitchen
they knew i was on when the roof came up missing
he knew it was on when his dudes came up missing
smooth criminal, mike jack, the ruthless edition
caught his b-tch slippin, quick fruit disappearing
what you gotta say then? he ain’t on half of my level
i laugh cause im better, got the mac plus 11, amen!
listen what i’m saying when i speak i, keep the banger in my levi’s
no shoes on, on the street i, was really raised on concrete
stop all that sneak dissing bout leek, cause i wouldn’t want no discussion with him
walk up, the chop got a hundred in it, f-f-ck around and put a hundred in him
check on his mama, like we just did nothing to him
f-ck on his b-tch, i was f-cking her then
he got hoes but he broke, how the f-ck can he win
he be cuffing these hoes, tryna cuff me a benz
i was really raised on the concrete, ever left i stayed on the concrete
seen n-gg-s laid on the concrete, craig got me paid on the concrete
we gone forever bleed the concrete, get a sack, i’m gone feed the concrete
took e, i can’t believe the concrete, but i can’t leave, i need the concrete
can’t name another click harder than us
like yeah we gone stick no departing with us
if you ain’t with the sh-t, don’t start it with us
all my goons get r-t-rded, i started that stuff
i dont wanna die too young, no i don’t wanna die too young
so i ride around with my gun, ima do the time n-gg- f-ck that bond
r.i.p bam. we still stunting, r.i.p nell, we still stunting
hold the real hundreds, n-gg- real hundreds
told them real tommies, n-gg- real tommies
can’t wait to cop a mink coat n-gg-, put my mama on a boat n-gg-
put my sister through school, get her what she want, she ain’t gotta want from no n-gg-
og’s mad, i ain’t stick with the guys, yung for life, man i gotta ride
103 for life, i’ll die for the guys, came up from the playground, i gotta slide
wish i could have my big brother back, we was supposed to f-ck up a sack
but i’m still gone f-ck up a sack, hit her from behind probably f-ck up her back
can’t wait to turn up on these n-gg-s
paid my dues i earned up on these n-gg-s
make’em lay it down, put a perm up on these n-gg-s
if they got beef, i’ll burn up on these n-gg-s
should’ve seen his face when i came with his b-tch
they was scared when we came in this b-tch
they waas right, cause we came with the sh-t
knew the owner, so we came with the sticks
this old cold -ss chain got me sick, so ima get a 4 of the act
pop a emoe, then go in my act, and dont wake up til lil bro come back
(lil’ will)

- dsd1 yung leek lyrics

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