S.O.G Menace - Vancouver

I don't need no motherfucking tutor
I just copped me a mink out Vancouver
Got 2 bitches I tri like Bermuda
Got some youngins who slide on a scooter
I put one in ya head the medula
You know I'm the shit like a sewer
Black on black shit like I cougar I meant panther I need some answers
Came through like mc with the hammer
She gone pop a roxy for the camera
I start shooting they turn into dancers executing any problem get handled
I can't choose dirty sprite or the Fanta

They should put the gang on a banner
Know we get that shit sold brick on go
Make a nigga get low wit bananas

They starting shit better know we gone end it
I cannot slide in the whip it ain't tinted
Why they wolfing this is just the beginning
You better get you some business and tend it

You run up them benjis they get in they feelings
Why you ain't sit back and play yo position
Checking for smoke ain't checking for mentions
Come through and wash ya whole block like the dishes

Watch how I breakdown
I'm eating good still don't fuck wit the steakhouse
Still out here THUGGING still don't take the safe route

Money and family 2 things I don't play bout
Ambulance pick up ya mans like it's takeout
Fuck advance I got bands put in they face now
Might see me up but li bitch had to stay down
Found out how to separate real and the fake now

Same bitches I sweated they can't get a hey now
NO need to fuck I just came for the face
Now turn this bitch up give em some to hate bout
Plug in Detroit and he ain't from the 8 mile

Sour niggas probably thinking it's sweet
I will not speak what I spent on my piece
Oh you a taker Get smoke like Jamaica
Choppa left ya face up if u wanna reach

I know it's some still trying to compete
I may not do this shit bigger than Meech
Put my niggas on like sunblock on a beach
For my ones that's gone I hope we remeet

If you play this song put this bitch on repeat
Gotta speak from the soul when you hop on a beat
Know I'll never fold leave my soul in the streets
S/o Von for the code may he Rest In Peace

Free Scoop still gone hop out like jumpbois or the troops
Them niggas ain't making no noise
We the proof
Keep em dont play wit them toys we gone shoot

Had a white and yellow he threw back a blue
Soft as marshmallow and even ya crew
Up the stick on the e way and flip that li coupe

Written by:
De’Von Burton

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