Lyrics Gangster Relief (feat. Chino Grande, Lil Minor) - Stomper, Chino Grande, Lil Minor

Gangster Relief (feat. Chino Grande, Lil Minor)

Every bitch I came across over 30 and shit
But I’m sure they came across the dirtiest dick
I got bitches in New York ready to jump my bones
These bitch boys never think I’m gonna catch em though
A new hyna so fine, with a ass so fly
I got a box full of shells and I’m still outside
I will bail with a drill and leave you drenched in blood
A ski-mask in all black with some matching gloves
I’m just a south east legend, from the dub one three
Matter of fact baby boy I’m just a certified G
With hot shells that I bring
Guaranteed to leave a sting
I’ll rip the flesh off your face
With an AR-15 like
Caus when this shit just crack
These hos gon blame me
Around here we don’t correspond too lightly
Matter of fact I heard these muthafucking feds indicting like uh
Well it’s like once upon a time, in the land of the sick
I was a crazy little homie, always starting some shit
Representing the click, no time for playing no games
I hung with killers, drug dealers
No love for cowards and lames
Born to bang, my only mission was to make me a name
Catch me a punk rat vieja, homie blow out his brains
Back in the days, my crazy ways they got me locked in a cage
Shit I was burning in flames, living my life in a rage
Front page I seen my face, now I’m wanted for murder
On the run murder one, you know I’m packing my burner
By the time I was 16, I had them infrared beams
Smoking blunts and busting leans
Slanging dope to them fiends
I had the bitches sucking dick, and breaking bread with a playa
Watching my back for fucking rats
And packing straps for the haters
South east with the streets, that created a king
Born to be one of the realest, out the Sur one three