Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heat On Me, artist - BG. Album song Thug Brothers, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Get it in
Song language: English
Heat On Me |
Deep down in that south nigga way way under |
That nigga Soulja Slim had shit poppin one summer |
I’m pushing geezy hummer and he pushing my lac |
This some throwback shit ya’ll don’t know what’s happening |
Niggas selling they soul for a meal ticket |
I been hurting, I keep working and I will get it |
I’ma keep it real with it |
Had a Archie Manning saints throwback on in a fitted |
And some black Reeboks tennis |
You already know I got on some black girbauds |
With a gun that’ll cook a nigga like he fell on the stove |
I’ma O.G. |
lil daddy I still ride with my heat |
But I’m coming closer with God asking him to forgive me |
Hear me out nigga, feel my pain its all real |
These lil boys slanging that iron but they ain’t got no kills |
Betta stay the fuck from round me with that wild gun firing |
They ain’t stepping on my back I’m coming out of retirement |
I keep that motherfucking heata on me |
That’s why no nigga don’t come fucking with me |
I was raised by killers and jackers on the block |
Had me holding they macs and nines while I sold rocks |
I watched observed and learned |
Made 13 hopped off the porch felt it was my turn |
First thing I did was got a burner |
I knew them old niggas would test me cause I was a young earner |
Uptown is dangerous ground niggas get plucked |
You know how slim and gizzle roll the streets made us |
We get in beef k’s bust |
We making a statement if you owe then you better pay us |
Fuck around ya people taped up |
You know this chopper city shit real you could get ya throat cut |
My niggas in the hood doped up |
Ready to bang out with ATF whoever we don’t give a fuck |
Shop stay open we never close |
I shouldn’t have to tell ya you know how it goes |
You fucking with this nigga here |
I’m fucking with this nigga too |
A nigga have no fucking heart |
You know what my trigger do |
Rat tat tat a ta ta mane |
Make that nigga scatter mane |
I’m two thousand big trigger mane |
Plus he ain’t change |
Who who I’m talking to you |
Too many niggas ratting now so I only fuck with a few |
Make sure I feed that nigga with a long handle spoon |
Cause my lil platoon be home soon |
I don’t fuck with these niggas they just trying to get on |
It take way more than screaming out cutthroat to the bone |
Shit I’m cutthroat to the bone and that’s a actual fact |
I been committed involuntary and it came like that |
So don’t be looking crazy frowning up like you don’t know me |
You heard my fucking accent you heard me holla woodie |
I’ma down south third ward magnolia die hard |
Cutthroat to the bone gristle |
I ain’t never scared boy |