Lower Nine - Chetta

I was on my front porch that they blown the wall of the leeve

Boom Boom, Mistah.

I will never forget it

(Bridge)

Who you gonna call when the water come trough

Who you gonna call when police come to shoot

Who you gonna call when doing this doing that

Who you gonna call when they blow the wall of the (?)

(Verse 1 — Chetta)

Dump the bodies in the east

Let the lower play wit me

Got them praying on they knees

But nobody hear you speak

Dont nobody wanna talk unless they are hungry or they needy

I cut off a bunch of people

Motherfucka, i dont need you

I want you (?)

Nothing is safe arround me

I go vulture with the choppa

Bring the monster outta me

Hold on

Like what you see?

Ain’t nobody in the streets

Ain’t nobody keep it real

Ain’t nobody get the piece

But we do

Pour more to oz in my soda

Buy it lower and bring it back to the (?)

Make moves, bitch i feel like cosa nostra

On ya block neighborhood mafioso

Yeah

I know these fuckboys feelings hurt

I know they hear me when i throw them hate in every song

Its okay its alright, no we dont get along

Cinder blocks on ya feet

Lay you ass to sleep