Young Scooter - No Flaws lyrics

[Chorus: Young Scooter] Real street n***a, ain't no flaws in me Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it all with me If you my n***a, I keep it real, I let you ball with me They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you ain't crawl with me Ten chains on but I ain't brought it all with me Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s First foreign I ever had was a 650 [Verse 1: Young Scooter] Me and 550 had pounds for 450 My partner Ty gave me half on 650 f** the feds, free Trotter and OG Ricky I'm part of the Mob just like Gotti, get the scrap 50 And I ain't leaving out the house without the sack with me At sixteen I was in school and I had crack with me Everyday breaking in houses, me and [?] Stayed down, got us 36, call it Jerome Bettis f** the money up and told Side bring a 50 100 a piece from Slime and Future, that's a quarter milli In 6 months I made 2 M's stretching work like a gym I love my n***as just like brothers so thank God for them [Chorus: Young Scooter] Real street n***a, ain't no flaws in me Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it all with me If you my n***a, I keep it real, I let you ball with me They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you ain't crawl with me Ten chains on but I ain't brought it all with me Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s First foreign I ever had was a 650 [Verse 2: G Herbo] Bought that 9 milli' from Q BayBay, cost me 650 Used to punch on n***as with Scooby and JJ Foe caught a body, I was sendin' him JPay I ain't wanna die, was only in 6th grade We was getting shot at, I'm calling ShayShay I know last week sent my momma a dub Then walked in Barney's and spent like 8K I was like fifteen up in the club Glock under my belt, had that b**h on hug When I got shot, tell the Police none My momma knew she raising a thug Walk in that b**h, three empty guns She just gon sweep that under the rug 'Member I ran through that sixty and ain't had none Took some lil pints, told him get it in blood Now I'm spending a whole bunch of hundreds A Lil Pint, what you sippin' the blood What I'm is, we're Bloods What I'm is, a 150 dubs That's how we went on the run We'd get bored, shoot n***as for fun We try and practice some Oh, he thought he wasn't no factor huh? [Chorus: Young Scooter] Real street n***a, ain't no flaws in me Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it all with me If you my n***a, I keep it real, I let you ball with me They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you ain't crawl with me Ten chains on but I ain't brought it all with me Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s First foreign I ever had was a 650