U.N.L.V. - 6th & Baronne (Manny Fresh Style) Awk Awk lyrics

Chorus I say boot up or shut up n***a get yo life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay I say boot up or shut up or Get yo f**kin' life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay First Verse {Tec-9} Chillin' on the set with the fully automatic tec Never was caught slippin' that's how I got my respect I pop 'em up pop 'em up watchin' bleed to d**h Ya played with the Tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters But I'm a tell you who the real f**kin' k**er is It's an third ward n***a it's an third ward n***a Yes it's an third ward n***a got the b**hes and money While I'm chillin' on the corner I'm a get f**ked up My n***a T got a forty and brought two cups Lil' Ya is chillin' Yella is thuggin' and talkin' on the phone And I'm chillin' on 6th and Baronne they call us U.N.L.V. U.N.L.V. we comin straight out the F**kin' one two three let a b**h rub up on us I'm a load my chrome fat gangster lil' somethin' Bout 6th and Baronne Second Verse {Lil' Ya} I was chillin' on the corner of 6th and Baronne With a forty in my hand and about to get tore I got my dope stash and a tec on my side For them jokin' mutherf**kers who be doin' drivebys For them p**y a** n***as I've been try'na k** I got a bullet proof vest and it's made of steel For you sissy a** n***as thinkin' they hard I get my tec and my nine and bout to pull yo car When a n***a's on the set we makin' money again Drinkin' forty red bullets smokin' boo-koo weed It's f**ked up gettin' drunk makin' money havin' fun Five-0 come but our dirt is all ready done This is the place I call my mutherf**kin' home 'cause I'm chillin' on 6th and Baronne Chorus I say boot up or shut up n***a get yo life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay I say boot up or shut up or Get yo f**kin' life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay Third Verse {Yella Boy} Here come's an hard head rapper bout to crush yo phone My name is Yella Boy no not Sylvester Stallion Born and raised in third because that's my home There's not another gangster set like 6th and Baronne Because the b**hes peepin' out seven days a week I wait for the first and third to get paid ya see My boys in rumors creepin' up but I just don't care This is live or die s**er no not you thug there I ride on other gangsters turf and need a gangsta's fit Cash Money means ya got to stay legit Throwin' paper in the air a quarter now an ounce Then I call my dog b**h take her to Wall Street and make her bow All the gangsters in the hood be up to no good Pack the mutherf**kin' chrome smoke boo-koo weed now ya feel good I'm down for a gangster strap can't you tell I know a buildin' down with me of the Melph a Mene and Del a Rell Tec-9, Lil' Ya me myself Yella Boy we all third ward soldiers Not no child or little boys I'm makin' big bank and packin' the chrome (Why) Because I'm a gangster from 6th and Baronne Chorus I say boot up or shut up n***a get yo life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay I say boot up or shut up or Get yo f**kin' life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay Forth Verse {Tec-9} Growin' up was hard but it all paid off well I was only eleven when I started to sell 6th and Baronne was the set that I sold rocks Drinks done went crazy because I'm servin' the block Now I'm on the run I guess I got to go I slipped and sold to an undercover five-o They say they got a reward if ya know where I'm at But I'm gonna make it hard for 'em because I'm packin' a gat Now I never was the type to run away from my home (why) Because I'm a n***a from 6th and Baronne Chorus I say boot up or shut up n***a get yo life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay I say boot up or shut up or Get yo f**kin' life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay Fifth Verse {Lil' Ya} I was chillin' on the corner strapped with the f**kin' chrome Makin' boo-koo money on 6th and Baronne All the junkies gather around and come see the man I got big twenty flippers and za peter in my other hand B 3 by my side he got dope to in a long f**kin' Lincoln Yes he strapped with a twenty two Tec is in the house chillin' with Moe While Kerri on the floor doggin' doggin' Doggin' a ho Chella's in the house chillin' With Lamb while Ronda with Keisha With them b**hes they don't give a damn Gettin' her haircut from Sue Tyra got a b**h You know what to do Baby is on there other end Stun'n on the pay phone and I'm chillin' on 6th and Baronne Chorus I say boot up or shut up n***a get yo life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay I say boot up or shut up or Get yo f**kin' life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay Sixth Verse {Yella Boy} I got to watch my damn back For the robbers and the gangsters Like in the f**kin' pin I draw my knife Then I shank ya because I know I got to handle that Because some n***as try'na creep up bests believe I got my gat You will never catch me slippin' 'cause the leather keep flippin' Try to play and my product man ya must be trippin' 'cause a gangster out that third pushin' to much pain Comin' weak that ho sh** b**h you a rookie at the game There's a dollar to made so best believe a playa call it Disrespect my damn set watch yo back against the puppet I'm takin' no shorts in the game of dope ya better come correct s**er 'cause this sh** ain't no joke that boo-koo money in land I got to have it in my hand got to make a hundred gee's Just to be then n***a again because I'm makin' big bank and packin' the chrome (why Yella) because I'm a gangster From 6th and Baronne Chorus I say boot up or shut up n***a get yo life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay I say boot up or shut up or Get yo f**kin' life lit up Yeah yeah yeah wootay