Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nana Crib, artist - Tsu SurfDate of issue: 28.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nana Crib |
| No regrets, no apologies |
| Make sure you kill me |
| In and out my nana crib, 'cause grandma had a open door |
| Caught my nigga slippin', prayed, where was he supposed to go |
| That .40 smoked |
| Spirit still floatin' by the corner store |
| Made the fiend try it, nigga overdosed like comatose |
| We shoot things |
| Dirty on the drill, shit was too clean |
| Runtz pack |
| Crazy, Keon died with his hoop dreams |
| Used to look up to him, now I gotta look up to him |
| Sent some opps, the trauma unit need support to hook up to him |
| Pray |
| Don’t need no money for them demons to slide |
| I seen a preacher cop some coke, I stopped believing in God |
| If you ain’t never seen no brain, you shouldn’t be in this ride |
| We why they wanna raise they kids, we gave them reason to hide |
| (I swear to God) |
| Where the piranhas swim, youngest niggas bangin', go and body shit |
| Homi' shit |
| How we treat the trap better than mommy shit? |
| .40, had the bag, handle, duct tape kinda grip |
| Lost trial, we just tryna wait to see what Tommy get |
| No regrets, we just did what we did |
| I hit 'em all, I say a prayer before we slid |
| The gang know I got us, double back on survivors |
| No words for Your Honor, free the shooters, free the drivers |
| (No apologies) |
| No regrets, we just did what we did |
| I hit 'em all, I say a prayer before we slid |
| The gang know I got us, double back on survivors |
| No words for Your Honor, free the shooters, free the drivers |
| (No apologies) |
| Been through different phases |
| Was itchin', waitin' to catch bodies |
| Then I been on spectating like John Gotti |
| Drillin' was a occupation |
| We put opps in operation |
| Slidin' with no coversation |
| Bitch, it was abomination |
| Take it on like obligation |
| Lampin' all night at nigga shit, that took a lot of patience |
| Three shooters out a nigga whip, like 90 shell cases |
| Three car chases, back to back, felt like we drag racin' |
| And we still bag chasin' |
| Nigga, you gon' slide for homicide, yo' homie died, or you gon' face it? |
| Want the Glizzy, beam, with 50 round mag, or you go basic? |
| Want blood, you could taste it |
| No gloves, he was rushin', tryna run, left traces |
| Now a dub what he facin' |
| Man, you niggas cold, sleep in the streets, and they never wakin' |
| Between hesitation, premeditation, it’s better waitin' |
| Fuck around, never made it |
| Dancin' with the devil, I ain’t never met Satan |
| response before the last when we sent the next patient |
| Burnin' whips and vacants |
| Been on this No Limit shit, we turned against the nation |
| We was earnin' shit and takin' it |
| And if we wanted him, we made his ass a reservation |
| And gave his ass a celebration |
| Holiday |
| No regrets, we just did what we did |
| I hit 'em all, I say a prayer before we slid |
| The gang know I got us, double back on survivors |
| No words for Your Honor, free the shooters, free the drivers |
| (No apologies) |
| No regrets, we just did what we did |
| I hit 'em all, I say a prayer before we slid |
| The gang know I got us, double back on survivors |
| No words for Your Honor, free the shooters, free the drivers |
| (No apologies) |
| Attempted murder ain’t valid when we refer to killers |
| TikTok bringin' out the nerve in niggas |
| Ain’t you over thirty, nigga? |
| Paper work surfaced, it’s been determined |
| Nigga, this type of shit’ll amplify your nervous system |
| I done put in work with some members they say be workin' with 'em |
| Caught up with this Glizzy, they say somebody was murdered with it |
| Homicide, them suckers died |
| My brother went to court and ain’t apologize |
| Sat him on his bottom, that’s the bottom line |
| Never mind the years, he only teared up 'cause his mama cried |
| They never found the K, he broke it down 'til it was pocket sized |
| Transaction finalized, just bought another casket |
| When they called me with the news, I ain’t even wanna know what happened |
| Detectives showed me pictures with his body full of fragments |
| Fatally attracted to fully things with attachments |
| Resume impeccable, Mozzy, me, I’ma get it brackin' |
| Shout out old heads, my dinosaurs is Jurassic |
| No regrets, we just did what we did |
| I hit 'em all, I say a prayer before we slid |
| The gang know I got us, double back on survivors |
| No words for Your Honor, free the shooters, free the drivers |
| (No apologies) |
| No regrets, we just did what we did |
| I hit 'em all, I say a prayer before we slid |
| The gang know I got us, double back on survivors |
| No words for Your Honor, free the shooters, free the drivers |
| (No apologies) |