Let's Go - Sha Hef

Back on that bullshit

Still got that full clip

Half a brick Hef back in this motherfucker

Came in on some thug shit

730, I’m a blood bitch

Shoo fly, you a bug bitch

Need a bankroll not a hug bitch

I’m on the block still, I don’t budge bitch

Flood shit when the plug lit

All my niggas on drugs, shit

I put a pipe bomb where the judge sit

I don’t judge niggas but y’all weirdos

TEC-9 with the air holes

Baby chopper with the shoulder strap

Feel like Soulja Slim, and do the Nolia clap

All these diamonds pull up, I can’t hold 'em back

I’m in the streets, I’m not a industry plant

Certified, don’t need a industry stamp

All these niggas went industry camp

I was dreaming 'bout the first of the month

In the kitchen, tryna make the shit jump

I was posted by the door with the pump

My nigga water whip our way out a slump

Take your money, tell you, «wait in the front»

Got some young niggas waiting in front

Niggas talking, niggas not with the funk

The '87 with the weight in the trunk

Niggas hating, I thought you was my mans

Niggas hating, I thought you was my fam

Niggas hating, I thought you was a fan

Got niggas waiting on my shit in Japan

Where was you when I was weighing the grams

Where was you when I was chopping the tan

Where was you when they was locking my mans

And where was you when I was busting like blam blam, blam, blam

Aw man, God damn

Hef on that bullshit again

I’m on they ass like Depends

Wish they could see it through my lens

All fam, no friends

No loose lips or loose ends

Niggas lose lives or lose limbs

No pretend

Used to sip pints of the Act' right?

Say you get bread, why you stack light?

You lil niggas just cap right?

I come from needles and crack pipes

He get the Mac, he don’t act right

You lil pussies just cat fight

Starving so pardon my appetite

We take your pack and we trap it, right

Perk 30 give a nigga the blues

Riding dirty half a brick of the food

In the streets we don’t play by no rules

Niggas snitching and they giving up clues

Fuck these niggas, we ain’t paying no dues

Fuck these niggas, we ain’t playing it cool

Fuck these niggas, we ain’t playing the fool

The Billy with me and he stay with the tool

Many men wish death on me

Feeling like I got a hex on me

Never let a nigga flex on me

So I keep the .38 spec' on me

Baby 9 but I’m a grown man

Nuts hang, I’m my own man

Hold grams, I don’t hold hands

Grip the steel tight like a slow dance

Fuck a bridge, I’m on a stunna island

My youngin’s banging on Rikers island

In the building we was likely wilding

Touch one of mine and we likely sliding

I’m with the violence, it ain’t like me hiding

20 with me, 20 likely riding

Ladder on me like I might be climbing

You lightly shining, know these might be diamonds

Turn a dickhead to a cliphead

Big Mac and it spit lead

Smoke dope and I sip meds

Real boss niggas keep the clique fed

This gang shit, you can’t hang, bitch

My whole neighborhood bang, bitch

'Lo fit, not Wang, bitch

Even mom dukes know the slang, bitch

Ain’t change bitch, I’m the same G

Still slang in the same P’s

Still rob a nigga for his keys

Step on the white, don’t do the skii’s

My new bitch prolly on tour

Selling out shows, getting encores

Me I’m posted somewhere offshore

Saying bonjour, copping more raw

Eat with the niggas I starved with

Ball with the niggas I robbed with

Die for the niggas I mob with

Draco by the armpit

Saddam, my niggas gon' bomb shit

Counting hundreds 'til my palms itch

Banging harder than LeBron, bitch

You see a Don, keep calm, bitch

Perk 30 give a nigga the blues

Riding dirty half a brick of the food

In the streets we don’t play by no rules

Niggas snitching and they giving up clues

Fuck these niggas, we ain’t paying no dues

Fuck these niggas, we ain’t playing it cool

Fuck these niggas, we ain’t playing the fool

The Billy with me and he stay with the tool