Wrong Side of Town

[Intro]
Yeah, uh
Hot venom *cough, cough*
God damn, yeah

[Verse 1]
Get loose and recite, I'm a thief in the night
Used to doorstep hop and [vendors?] in the projects
Close line, jack move, cover up my tattoos
Bandanna face, tag alleyways
Am I wrong if I say I rep the hood 'till I D-I-E, potential cat killa
Don't mind me, I'm so absurd
When the po-po patrol, I just flip the bird, fuck 'em
Do 'em like [?] did, straight stuck 'em
(18 packs of codeine, 8 [?])
So sweet and diabetic but still I'm live with it
Don't sweat it if I rock the mic, you can't hang
Motherfuck the clan unless it's Wu-Tang
I'm a young dirty bastard, yes, I am
Ain't a humble wide [?], fresh as I am
Rock the jimmy when I'm sober
But when I'm drunk, I just can't contemplate a damn thing
In a stolen whip sippin' stolen champagne
I'm holdin' Mary [?] in my sock
Had to serve a little rock and now I'm paid but it's back to the block
Keep the boom-box knockin', braids under a stockin'
I'm ghetto, shit (won't you come around here)

[Chorus]
Huh, I might snatch your jewelry and your missus' booty
Don't you come around here (don't you come around here)
Take a little advice, man
You better act right, uh
I might break your jaw, might even take your car
You ain't comin' back twice
So you better love life, man
You on the wrong side of town

[Verse 2]
Used to freestyle on the block, sparkin' cyphers
Surrounded by gang members ready to slice your Bloods and Crips
We used to set trip, homie got locked up
Guns came out ready to pop some shit
Pull up with the big uso
Man, I earned stripes with the big uso
And I feel like, "I could rap about that shit"
'Cause I was raised in this gangsta shit
My O.G.'s in they sixties, been about that life
You call yourself tryna beat ya G? Bitch, please
You ain't tote no guns, you ain't stab nobody
You ain't sold no drugs, kidnap nobody
Them raps you kickin' sound good but you fake
Plus you stole [?] style from Drake
Claim to be the realest, you ain't got the streets
I pay dues, man, I got receipts
I got real O.G.'s that can vouch for me
From Apia to Compton, Welly back up to Auckland
Keep spittin' yo' internet raps
But don't come around here 'cause you will get jacked
Tryna spit like us but you act
This is hip-hop, you can take that pop shit back, bitch

[Chorus]
Huh, I might snatch your jewelry and your missus' booty
Don't you come around here (don't you come around here)
Take a little advice, man
You better act right, uh
I might break your jaw, might even take your car
You ain't comin' back twice
So you better love life, man
You on the wrong side of town (wrong side of town)
I might snatch your jewelry and your missus' booty
Don't you come around here (don't you come around here)
Take a little advice, man
You better act right, uh
I might break your jaw, might even take your car
You ain't comin' back twice
So you better love life, man
You on the wrong side of town (wrong side of town)

[Outro]
It's about 4 in the mornin', hustlin', I'm yawnin'
Got the whip parked outside
Baggin' my weed up, stackin' my G's up
Why they won't take my life?
Say, you know just where I'm from
Don't make me pull my gun
Apia City for life, don't get it twisted
You might come up missin'