Reeno Limit - No Limit
(Gang-Gang-Gang(Gang-Gang-Gang)
(Woedattt)
The Streets is a gimmick (Yea)
But the trap still sitting
Run up a pack gotta stack them fifties
Free Jay Woe he be back in a minute (Woedatt)(Free Jay Woe)
If I say it again its a kodak
357 Told Brody to hold that (Rahh-Rahh)
I hold a 9 ima ride wit the pole out
All different models they clap its gon go back
We upping the price on these niggas
Tell em get low im alright if you hit em
Rag got a stain
I was wiping the pistol
But keep it on mute if blue lights come and get you
You know when we upping we come in clutch
Best keep you a gun is you dumb or what
I'll drive in the paint till im coming up
I was gon slide with the Gang like a f puck (Rahh-rahh)
Ya niggas should go get ya digits up
Im riding with poles ain't no giving up
Them bitches get lit up then get hit up
Dont F around wit your bro make ya give it up
You know what its hitting for
When I come in the room it be so galore
Ain't Amiri jeans nigga take it off
I was just on ya block with the biggest torch (Rahh-rahh)
Nigga sit ya ass down
Don't come around we gon take ya ass down
Niggas be clowns they just do it for the clout
We gon drag ya ass out just for talking real foul
(Gang-Gang-Gang)
But it is what it is
Niggas on me But I am what I am
Niggas be talking
I'll slide in a benz
But I got me some ooters that'll get at they friends
You say what you can but I do what I want
No remorse put ya ass in a blunt
I was talking to gang put sum bread in the cut
7onzo Balla Be fucking it up
He just copped like 3 rings bitch you know how we come
I know with 2 hits I ain't done
I know when I up it they run
But I rather get money lil bro get a buck
But I rather get money lil bro I'm the underdog
Yeah what you think that they running for
When I up it then clutch then im trying to score
I aint asking for nun I just take it all
Cause I swear I be on it like that
Niggas talking bout how you coming like that?
Run around the town with them hunnits like that?
With the drip straight down ain't no others like that (Yeah)
And that's real shit
Come to my projects its a field trip
If you outside then im bringing the steel quick
You can not plot on my guys nigga feel this
Nigga stop it
I know what to do I am not him
I seen him on the news niggas got him
Niggas talking bout they nice up in YONKERS
But to me all my niggas is Top 10
Double O7 (Uhuhh)
Free my nigga let him out the celly
All them niggas was plotting against me (Uhuhh)
So I tell em get glocky get ready (Yeah)
Ain't no nigga just watching my fetti
Been getting paper ya niggas aint ready
Been in the streets and this shit could get messy
So now I gotta keep a Dezzi (Rahh-rahh-rahh-rahh)
Written by:
Marino Matos
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