Nightmare on the Northside

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You did good, $lick
 ♪
 Ooh-ooh
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Yeah, yeah, what? What?
 What? What? What? What?
 What? What? Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah (ayy)
 Pull up with the hammer, cock and blam it in a fuck boy
 I'ma Instagram ya, grab the camera while I stomp your
 Motherfuckin' head 'til you dead or you comatose
 Motherfuck the feds and their dad's breeding little hoes
 Used to use the Arm 'N' Hammer just to cook a gram up
 Now I wake up in the morning, 'bout a hundred K up
 Came a long way from Jeffer Drive, tryna stay alive
 Now they screamin' "$uicide", down to ride, down to die
 It's the G59, throw the sign, three fingers high
 Fuck the other side, no matter who it be, can suck on my
 Motherfucking dick, hold the spit unless you is a bitch
 Hoes give me head while I'm dead, overdosed and shit
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what?
 Okay, switch it up
 Clip been loaded up, what?
 You want the Anna? Well congrats, you met your match, boy
 Got so many rooms up in my house, I lost count
 Got millions all up in my bank account from clicking mouse
 Hootie-hoo! Whoopty-whoop! I let my shooters shoot (shoot)
 It ain't a thing to do, I don't give a fuck 'bout who is who
 Boy, throw up that six, I'm off that crucifix
 Don't make me run your shit, the reaper with the scythe, yeah
 (Ayy, what it do man?)
 (Northside ho, northside, ho) yeah
 (Northside, ho, northside, ho, northside, ho, northside, ho) ayy
 (Northside, ho, northside, ho, northside, ho, northside, ho) what?
 (Northside, ho, northside, ho, northside, ho northside, ho) yeah
 Killer from the sticks in the Carhartt camo (yeah)
 Spirits fill my lungs, never smoking on Camel (ayy)
 If you want the Anna, got the ammo, we can tango (yeah)
 All my homies sippin', got their Codeine in the Faygo (ayy)
 Usually off them drugs, but the boy cleaned up (what?)
 Still that crazy motherfucker, red beamed up
 Fuck with me if you feel me, if you don't, we fix it quick
 You can call me "Lil Stingley", corner locked in my grip
 Got that yellow tape, bloody ground
 Now his soul's in the clouds
 Now your bitch in my house
 Either fucking or she sucking, I don't hear her mouth
 Always pimpin', never simpin', born out the south
 It's the northside shorty, keep a gold mouth
 White G-nikes, fuck a Fila when we bust down
 Fuck a chain or a ring, I ain't no fuckin' clown
 Don't make me ride with the whomp, you know how it go
 Don't make me slide with the pump unless you is a hoe
 You want that shit that's steady bumpin'? You know where to go
 I do this shit off in my sleep and spit this off the dome
 (Northside, northside, northside, northside) yeah!
 (Northside, northside, northside, northside) ayy!
 (Northside, northside, what, what-what? What?) what?
 (Northside, northside, northside, northside) yeah
 (Northside, northside, northside, northside) yeah, ho
 Ayy
 (Northside, ho, northside, ho, northside, ho, northside, ho) yeah
 (Northside, ho, northside, ho, northside, ho, northside, ho) ayy
 (Northside, ho, northside, ho, northside, ho, northside, ho)
 (Northside, oh)
 

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Duration
03:25
Key
11
Tempo
141 BPM

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