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• St. Clair - Ray Jr.

[Hook]
Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair
Put them choppas in the air!
Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair
Keep them choppas in the air!
They only give you credit when you dead
Fuck your validation
I've putting on for years
I put it on my expiration,
Grab my bread friend and matches
Yeah praying and hit the streets
Get in my ride and press the brakes
Nigga it's push start no key
Just a young nigga with driving, I started out on E
And them young niggas who head shots
Tryina knock you off your feet
I'm talking headshots, yeah nigga headshots
Nigga better go and bulletproof them dreadlocks
Cause when your circle too big it turn into a yule
Letting pussies in your circle will fuck up the crew
So fuck them other niggas who was hating on the scene
They acting like the world ain't waiting on us
I ain't grinding this hard to whip a Cadillac
A nigga seen broken and I ain't going back
So fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas
Fuck them other niggas bitch cause we the niggas
I ain't grinding this hard to whip a Cadillac
A nigga seen broken and I ain't going back
[Hook]
Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair
Put them choppas in the air!
Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair
Keep them choppas in the air!
I came a long way from that buzz pass
I had dreams in my pocket fat as a butt pad
Pissing my hallways won't change it for the world
Life's a bitch press bar these niggas doing girls
Heart of a runaway slave, smart as a scholarship
Dirty money showered it, this that black power shit
Nigga this that bad bitch, fuck her on the first night
Wake up and get some head, and been don't pronounce her name right
Push ups and dips nigga, boke up your size
Even know I'm from the city where them skinny niggas ride
West side nigga, east side nigga, pick a side
As long as ain't a homicide nigga
So fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas
Fuck them other niggas bitch cause we the niggas
I ain't grinding this hard to whip a Cadillac
A nigga seen broken and I ain't going back
[Hook]
Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair
Put them choppas in the air!
Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair
Keep them choppas in the air!
What you niggas know about having no address
What you niggas know about living life mad stress
I'm from where you not allowed
Cold killas ride around
Everybody know king chip on every side of town
What you niggas know about headshots every night
I'm from thorn hill, eddie row, that's the hood right
These rappers from they pantshouse, living good
I was trespassing bandos, living in my hood
When vinnie came out, I was living in my van
But when I hit the club looking like 600 grand
Now my crib in callie bigger than your church is
Hallelujah king chip, put that work in
I know they live by my words, cause my words strong
Kings get they heads cut off while bitch pray on
Before the internet hit the hood, I was in the streets
Catch me at the marathon on the 117, Saint Clair
So fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas
Fuck them other niggas bitch cause we the niggas
I ain't grinding this hard to whip a Cadillac
A nigga seen broken and I ain't going back
[Hook]
Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair
Put them choppas in the air!
Ah, this is for my niggas on Saint Clair