DJ Drama - 313-414 lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama] See we gon' go from Milwaukee to the D Oh, this not easy This thing gotta hit a little different (Reuel, stop playin' with these ni**as) This my time [Verse: Lakeyah & Tee Grizzley] Yeah, please tell these hoes they can't fu*k with me like I'm celibate, uh My name been poppin', b*tch, you know I'm way too relevant, yeah I'm the biggest in the room, b*tch, I'm a elephant, yeah Might blow a hundred on some ice just for the hell of it The game, b*tch, I'm ahead of it I'm on these b*tches top, they need Excedrin Countin' commas, et cetera Money counter go beep-beep That new sh*t that them hoes drop was weak-weak (Weak) This heater bake a b*tch up like a pie, these b*tches sweet-sweet (Ayy) (Gangsta) You can do anything in life 'cept for try me I got ni**as that been killing since the '90s right here by me See the police and fly by 'em Y'all can't catch us, don't even try it ni**as fiends having withdrawals, we only do deposits Ayy, Lakeyah What's the word? What that chain cost? A bird That's a serve, fu*k it, kill 'em to the point of no return (Step on 'em) I put ni**as on in these streets like Big Worm Brought them foreigns to the trenches, park them b*tches on the curb Ayy, I got now, tell them b*tches, wait they turn These hoes stressin' over ni**as, b*tch, the money my concern Ayy, my family still amazed at all this money I done earned b*tch, wanna burn that bridge, play that Usher, fu*k it, let it burn And they ain't tryna step to me up in the booth, these b*tches scary In the game runnin' circles 'round this b*tch like Sha'Carri I don't fu*k with hoes at all but I'll pop her like a cherry (Grrra, ah) All these b*tch ni**as need to stick to actin', Tyler Perry Ayy, I be on some feed the whole team sh*t (The whole gang) Everybody eat sh*t, never on no greed sh*t (Ask them ni**as) I be on some fu*k my b*tch to sleep sh*t I be on some, I'm a king, get down on yo' knees, b*tch (Right now) You be on some talk behind yo' people back, sneak diss (b*tch ass), weak sh*t I be on some OG, listen more than you speak sh*t (You know that) I be on some bro, we gotta move around with heat sticks (We got to) 'Cause even though we out the streets, we still gotta play defense Ayy, I hit Tee, like, "I got beef", he like (Say less, we up the street) Know I'm rockin' with the Bucks but if they want it, we got heat b*tch, I got so many racks, I stand up on it, I'm six feet I'm a big sh*t talker, ain't sh*t about it petite Hold up, wait, ayy, Lakeyah, how y'all comin' in the mil'? You know we next door to the shots so if it's smoke, she getting drilled (Grrra) How was motherfu*kers actin' when they heard you got a deal? Man, I heard I had them bum, broke b*tches in they feels How was motherfu*kers actin' when they saw you got them Ms? They was hurt and they was wounded, I don't think that they gon' heal Some gotta get cut off, some you gon' have to kill That sh*t crazy, that sh*t deep and that sh*t steep but that sh*t real, uh Let these ni**as know 313 to the 414 Five spots on the block, the fiends be going door to door The sh*t that we got strong, you serve 'em twice and and they might overdose I talk to God in my Rolls-Royce, call it the Holy Ghost [Outro: DJ Drama] Don't get stuck now figuring it out Only the strong survive Sink or swim All that other sh*t, drown that out (Gangsta Grillz)