U.N.L.V. - 6 Baronne Awk Awk текст песни

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up

Nigga get yo life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay

I say boot up or shut up or

Get yo fuckin life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay

First verse

{tec-9}

Chillin on the set with the fully automatic tec

Never was caught slippin thats how I got my respect

I pop em up pop em up watchin bleed to death

Ya played with the tec-9 now ya takin yo last breath

Now everybody comin up to be the rulers and gangsters

Now everybody comin up to be the rulers and gangsters

Now everybody comin up to be the rulers and gangsters

But Im a tell you who the real fuckin killer is

Its an third ward nigga its an third ward nigga

Yes its an third ward nigga got the bitches and money

While Im chillin on the corner Im a get fucked up

My nigga t got a forty and brought two cups

Lil ya is chillin yella is thuggin and talkin on the phone

And Im chillin on 6th and baronne they call us

U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we comin straight out the

Fuckin one two three let a bitch rub up on us

Im a load my chrome fat gangster lil somethin

Bout 6th and baronne

Second verse

{lil ya}

I was chillin on the corner of 6th and baronne

With a forty in my hand and about to get tore

I got my dope stash and a tec on my side

For them jokin mutherfuckers who be doin drivebys

For them pussy ass niggas Ive been tryna kill

I got a bullet proof vest and its made of steel

For you sissy ass niggas thinkin they hard

I get my tec and my nine and bout to pull yo car

When a niggas on the set we makin money again

Drinkin forty red bullets smokin boo-koo weed

Its fucked up gettin drunk makin money havin fun

Five-0 come but our dirt is all ready done

This is the place I call my mutherfuckin home

Cuz Im chillin on 6th and baronne

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up

Nigga get yo life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay

I say boot up or shut up or

Get yo fuckin life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay

Third verse

{yella boy}

Here comes an hard head rapper bout to crush yo phone

My name is yella boy no not sylvester stallion

Born and raised in third because thats my home

Theres not another gangster set like 6th and baronne

Because the bitches peepin out seven days a week

I wait for the first and third to get paid ya see

My boys in rumors creepin up but I just dont care

This is live or die sucker no not you thug there

I ride on other gangsters turf and need a gangstas fit

Cash money means ya got to stay legit

Throwin paper in the air a quarter now an ounce

Then I call my dog bitch take her to wall street and make her bow

All the gangsters in the hood be up to no good

Pack the mutherfuckin chrome smoke boo-koo weed now ya feel good

Im down for a gangster strap cant you tell

I know a buildin down with me of the melph a mene and del a rell

Tec-9, lil ya me myself yella boy we all third ward soldiers

Not no child or little boys Im makin big bank and packin the chrome

(why) because Im a gangster from 6th and baronne

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up

Nigga get yo life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay

I say boot up or shut up or

Get yo fuckin life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay

Forth verse

{tec-9}

Growin up was hard but it all paid off well

I was only eleven when I started to sell

6th and baronne was the set that I sold rocks

Drinks done went crazy because Im servin the block

Now Im on the run I guess I got to go

I slipped and sold to an undercover five-o

They say they got a reward if ya know where Im at

But Im gonna make it hard for em because Im packin a gat

Now I never was the type to run away from my home (why)

Because Im a nigga from 6th and baronne

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up

Nigga get yo life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay

I say boot up or shut up or

Get yo fuckin life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay

Fifth verse

{lil ya}

I was chillin on the corner strapped with the fuckin chrome

Makin boo-koo money on 6th and baronne

All the junkies gather around and come see the man

I got big twenty flippers and za peter in my other hand

B 3 by my side he got dope to in a long fuckin lincoln

Yes he strapped with a twenty two

Tec is in the house chillin with moe

While kerri on the floor doggin doggin

Doggin a ho chellas in the house chillin

With lamb while ronda with keisha

With them bitches they dont give a damn

Gettin her haircut from sue tyra got a bitch

You know what to do baby is on there other end

Stunn on the pay phone and Im chillin on

6th and baronne

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up

Nigga get yo life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay

I say boot up or shut up or

Get yo fuckin life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay

Sixth verse

{yella boy}

I got to watch my damn back

For the robbers and the gangsters

Like in the fuckin pin I draw my knife

Then I shank ya because I know I got to handle that

Because some niggas tryna creep up bests believe I got my gat

You will never catch me slippin cuz the leather keep flippin

Try to play and my product man ya must be trippin

Cuz a gangster out that third pushin to much pain

Comin weak that ho shit bitch you a rookie at the game

Theres a dollar to made so best believe a playa call it

Disrespect my damn set watch yo back against the puppet

Im takin no shorts in the game of dope ya better come correct

Sucker cuz this shit aint no joke that boo-koo money in land

I got to have it in my hand got to make a hundred gees

Just to be then nigga again because Im makin big bank

And packin the chrome (why yella) because Im a gangster

From 6th and baronne

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up

Nigga get yo life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay

I say boot up or shut up or

Get yo fuckin life lit up

Yeah yeah yeah wootay