Vince Staples - Norf Norf lyrics

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Vince Staples - Norf Norf lyrics

[Produced by Clams Casino] [Verse 1] b**h you thirsty, please grab a Sprite My Crips lurkin', don't die tonight I just want to dance wit' you, baby Just don't move too fast, I'm too crazy Man down, Downey Ave and get shaded Take a n***a mind off that We can dip, f** in the whip, slide right back In the function, one wrong word, start bustin' Put that on my Yankee hat I'm a gangsta Crip, f** gangsta rap Where the ladies at? Where the hoes? Where the b**hes? Every real n***a know the difference Bandana brown like the dope daddy shootin' in the kitchen Real Norfside n***a, never went to Poly, Wilson or Cabrillo Cocaine color of a creole T-scrap movin' for the d-lo, what he know? [Hook] I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police From the city where the skinny carry strong heat Norfside, Long Beach, Norfside, Long Beach [Verse 2] Hit the corner, make a dollar flip And split the dollars wit' my mama children Folks need Porsches, hoes need abortions I just need y'all out of my business Never no problem, playin' no pitches Never no problem, sprayin' no witnesses No face, no case, been wit' the sh** Hopped out broad day then emptied clips Cut cla** cause it wasn't 'bout cash School wasn't no fun, couldn't bring my gun Know when change gon' come like Obama would say But they shootin' everyday 'round my mama and them way So we put a AK where Kiana and them stay And that's for any n***a say he got a problem wit' me How I'm Crippin' where I'm livin', come and follow me Pistol poppin', Poppy Street [Hook] I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police From the city where the skinny carry strong heat Northside, Long Beach, Northside, Long Beach [Verse 3] Nate Dogg still here cause of n***as like me Police still scared cause of n***as like me In the hood like a dollar sweet tea or a Louis Burger You ain't wit' the business, n***a Who you murdered? You ain't heard of Coldchain Best thang, smokin' out the city Ridin' 'round wit' the same shotgun that shot Ricky Lil' n***a should've zig-zagged, then he got his back wet Naughty runnin' Norfside, n***as better fact-check Frontin' wit' the gun talk, I ain't heard a clap yet All my n***as from street, they a n***a best yes 'Cept for Little Halftime, Brody bangin' five blocks Sorry, I hit your homie five times, better grab chalk Did it, got away with it out the Civic We Crippin', Long Beach City, pay a visit Park Ramona, pop blocked a corner Givin' hell 'til it's frozen over, I ain't never ran from nothin' [Hook] I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police From the city where the skinny carry strong heat Northside, Long Beach, Northside, Long Beach

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