Westside Gunn - 55 & A Half lyrics

[Hook] Broke n***as on the block sippin' [?] Get caught, no lawyer money now you lookin' all so sad My n***a didn't take the plea, then he [?] n***a still got enough, 55 and a half [Verse 1: Westside Gunn] Aye yo I had the Ford GT Makin' money, money don't make me The four pound no safety These bullets will ruin your life, my n***a I'm nice Havin' visions of Sean Price, filet mignon with my fried rice Now I'm the greatest on site I'm as dope as it get, smack sh** out you rappers and whoever you with XFR, yola spinnin' in the mayo jar I'm nasty, dick s**s from Nicki and Ashley I'm on the yacht eatin' crab meat Keep the K on the back set, first n***a in the Jag Jeep [Hook] Broke n***as on the block sippin' [?] Get caught, no lawyer money now you lookin' all so sad My n***a didn't take the plea, then he went out the back n***a still got enough, 55 and a half Aye yo This is for all my uptown n***as My Central Park n***as My down the way n***as My Fruit Belt n***as My NOLA n***as My Delaware n***as My Dope Street n***as My Westside n***as All my Broadway, my warden n***as To Paris, to Fairus, Lanefield, Kingfield This for all my n***as gettin' money For all my n***as locked up This for my n***as that's no longer with us This for my momma n***a