Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Where We Come From, artist - Shy Glizzy. Album song Fully Loaded, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment, Glizzy Gang
Song language: English
Where We Come From |
GG, NBA, aww |
Real gangster shit, yeah |
Where we come from niggas don’t play |
Southside nigga on the North movin' weight |
Yeah, we might slide on a nigga broad day |
Them youngins, they be thuggin', don’t come in these hallways |
And we be on the block makin' money all day, yeah |
Playin' with them rocks, put the money in the safe, yeah |
Screamin' wrong or right, shoot a nigga in the face, yeah |
Nigga out of line, we gon' put 'em in they place, yeah |
Now look here |
I come from beefin', slangin' iron at the other side |
I never let it go, I just went harder when my nigga died |
I been locked up too many times, I run it without even tryin' |
I want your head, I drop a dime |
You run up, you might lose your mind |
Rich nigga, Audemars on me and my bitch |
And I be runnin' with some niggas, every one with the shits |
Don’t take my jewelry off, come out the window slangin' that stick |
I’m cold-hearted, fuck my mama, we gon' step on a bitch, believe that |
No picks and chooses, it go down when I lose it |
And I done came up on so much, I swear I don’t wanna lose it |
I point him out and that’s a fact that Meezy steppin' on fooly |
And I know Glizzy really trap, don’t give a fuck 'bout the music, yeah |
Where we come from niggas don’t play |
Southside nigga on the North movin' weight |
Yeah, we might slide on a nigga broad day |
Them youngins, they be thuggin', don’t come in these hallways |
And we be on the block makin' money all day, yeah |
Playin' with them rocks, put the money in the safe, yeah |
Screamin' wrong or right, shoot a nigga in the face, yeah |
Nigga out of line, we gon' put 'em in they place, yeah |
(Young Jefe holmes) |
Bitch you know what’s up with us so don’t act like you stupid (Yeah) |
I just bought a Bentley truck and it came with a shooter (Skrrt) |
Your bitch sucked me up while I was listening to Future (Ooh) |
No I don’t give a fuck, you see them niggas, better do 'em (Brrt) |
Tell me what the fuck you on, I just bought another home (Yeah) |
Got the plug on line one and YoungBoy on my other phone |
When I ran up on them niggas, my hoodie was VLONE (VLONE) |
Baby 3 my heart, and in my eyes, no he can’t do wrong |
.45 tucked inside my Helmut Lang sweats |
If I call you my Slime then that mean you gon' slatt (Slatt) |
Your niggas they ain’t ride, bitch, how much you gon' bet? |
Catch that bitch who killed my brother and I won’t mind goin' back (30, 30) |
Where we come from niggas don’t play |
Southside nigga on the North movin' weight |
Yeah, we might slide on a nigga broad day |
Them youngins, they be thuggin', don’t come in these hallways |
And we be on the block makin' money all day, yeah |
Playin' with them rocks, put the money in the safe, yeah |
Screamin' wrong or right, shoot a nigga in the face, yeah |
Nigga out of line, we gon' put 'em in they place, yeah |
Hold on |
I’m out that North, my niggas out the South |
When I get… …that's how you know to put the spot, lil' bitch, yeah |
Fuck you in your booty then I kick you out |
That slime shit, that rhyme shit, I blow a nigga down |
Straight out the cell, bitch I’m out my mind |
I got a million for every nigga want a slice of mine |
And all my niggas keep them pistols, we ain’t wasting time |
These niggas **** around my set and then these niggas dyin' |
Now look here |
Ready for Glizzy to go back to Jefe 2, wait |
Probably on that Law 3, but shit, nigga what up |
I’m thuggin' in this bitch and I’ma cut up |
And when it’s steppin' we gon' **** a nigga the **** up, believe that |
Meezy, what it is bitch? |
You heard me, I’m waitin' on Glizzy, Glizzy be gettin too high |
Man I’m just coolin, I’m waitin on him, you heard me? |