156 Hudson

专辑：156 Hudson

作词 : Bakari Ward

作曲 : Bakari Ward

Cash in my pocket, rain on my wrist

All this money still don't cover up the pain that exists

Stand in cold weather, I kept that flame on my hip

Till I started chasing money, glad I came to my senses

Hit his block up from different ways, get a wig split

He got shot up and now he saved, and he Christian

Wild ones, don't **** wit' the gang, they don't listen

Loud guns, he unleash his rage wit' that big stick

Let's give them twenty thou'

They think won't gun you down

Walk up and run you down

Then smoke a ****ing pound

We just some dirty niggas, but we gettin' money now

Bro keep that .30 wit' him 'cause he need a bunch of rounds

Turn that switch on, 'cause Washy love to hear that thunder sound

Made a diss song, and now you rappin' from the ****ing ground, worm food

When we get that low, we get to spin 'em like a whirlpool

Mind your buisness, you ain't in this shit, it don't concern you

156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'

Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach, he a target

Don't care where he is, we still coming, he been heartless

He been tryna kill shit for nothing

156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at

I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets to keep on runnin' back

All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back

Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)

Dirty sprite, shared, I just had to pour me up some lean

Having nightmares, niggas tryna take me out my dreams

I stayed right there posted up wit' my Glizzy .17

And my type rare, I can't name a realer man to me

He got caught up on that block, now it's a repass

All he saw was Glock and heard the "Fah", he better think fast

R.I.P. to Zach I woke up thinking 'bout my wingman, uh

And Lil Roc scheming, why you think he got that ski-mask?