x-raided - sac-a-indo (where i'm from) lyrics
[verse 1]
where i’m from h-ll ah n-ggas is b-tches
in southside sacramento mouth dry cause ah sacs ah the indo
where jealous n-ggas get st-tches they mouths wide
when we crack ’em wid pistols and celibate b-tches
develop addiction and didn’t keep they mouth
quiet when we f-ck ’em and kick ’em, out the telly
tell us we trippin’ but she just another victim
develop a suckers for crippin’ ya heard gordon block
i’ma keep bailin’ and flippin’ birds till my heart stop
depart from carlots, and brand new car tops
observe yo b-tch face, observe the big face
spark glocks to clip hate and n-gga like some split ends
puff herb drunk drive wreck, we switch benz
neglect yo b-tch kids i, f-ck her with them in the room
and d-mn how pregnant she is i
f-ck her with them in the room, doggystyle
let’s part it slip it in and f-ck with the pain
if your, kid is boring starting this is cause i’ve been
pumpin’ his brain
d-gg-ng ’em out cause in the south we smash
and don’t discriminate we sprayin’ clips
my house as big as cess pools without sayin’ sh-t
eliminatin’ the hatin’ wid torturous behaviour
and only, trustin’ my cousins till the lord come and save us
[chorus: repeat 2x]
when ya down wid me (n-gga!)
if ya clown wid me (n-gga!)
nothin’ browns only green!
blow pounds with me (n-gga!)
you can ride wid me (n-gga!)
do or die wid me (n-gga!)
whatever town homie gleam!
when you shine with me (n-gga!)
[verse 2]
where i’m from a gang ah triggers get squeezed
and a gang ah n-ggas’ll bleed
if you motherf-ckas get to claimin’ you gs
i’m flamin’ you weenies like p-ssy wid a dangerous disease
like i’m a clamidia, from the city ah the, bangenest gs
and it burns like, concrete at a hundred degrees
so f-ck with me if you wan’ be in monstrous beef
hamburger hill my, scrambler serve and cheat
and where i’m from pain is all ah n-gga deserve and feel
i bend savvy, n-ggas think five hundred got me paid
fantastic!, forty claibre burn ya like colli grade man drastic
sh-t’ll get crackin’ when i get gat and mask and clips
and leave n-ggas dead in the street like mad caskets
and i’ma keep creepin’ for n-ggas grills (strike sicc say)
and i’ma keep teachin’ n-ggas to k!ll like sensi
i drink hen straight and look for a jaw law to bend
misanthropy, raided and dogg is like all men
y’all bein’ bent under pressure like bad pipes
so i leave ya lookin’ like tony lopez after a bad fight
light it up, leave him holy wid no head shot him up
mop him up, and to be sure we know he dead chop him up
[chorus]
[verse 3]
where i’m from all my homies is shinin’
you provoke the wrong loc ended up
‘tacked broke lonely and grindin’
half you n-ggas ah get smacked wid gats infront ah ya folks
and choked ’til i leave handprints on both sides ah ya throat
dime is blindin’ y’all n-ggas like sunrays
gun rays, bustin, make your vision green like concussion
gun spray, wettin’ n-ggas up like a sprinkler
have your heart flashin’ on and off like a blinker
smashin’ it up, opposite direction on the runway
rushin, in and outta traffin’ causin’ collisions that crash
and the cops’ll get blast wid no discretion
shootin’ slugs in and outta -sses like erections
and take off like jets on the runway
shootin’ thugs wid weapon out and givin’ up confections
to the graphics you gon’ play, gun play
teachin’ them n-ggas lessons like cl-sses
and we keep them n-ggas stressin’ guessin’
wonderin’ when we catch ’em
[chorus]
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