No Security feat. Kevin Gates

歌詞

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?) (Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat) Put a brick on my wrist, put a brick on your mans I'm representing the brand, they want me dead they got plans Hunnid shots in the Lamb', catch a shot or be down Niggas switch, I can't stand, want me dead or in the can I just caught one in the head I ain't running, I ain't scared, I, I just ain't tryna be dead You know what I rep and you know what I bleed We the ones put these niggas on tees Big dawg, I can't eat with no fleas Popsicle, put a nigga on freeze Talk down but I still be up Hunnid on me, is you gon' take it or what? They need security to go to they hood How you gonna say that they realer than us? I was gangsta 'fore the buzz, stain a nigga like a rug (Oh-oh, yeah) Everywhere I go it's love, even Crips call me Blood (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Thirty rounds, only time that I'm deep Real nigga from the booth to the streets (Oh-oh) Name a place and I bet that I'm good Don't need security to go to my hood (Oh, oh) I was gangsta 'fore the buzz, stain a nigga like a rug (Oh-oh, yeah) Everywhere I go it's love, even Crips call me Blood (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Thirty rounds, only time that I'm deep Real nigga from the booth to the streets (Oh-oh) Name a place and I bet that I'm good Don't need security to go to my hood (Oh, oh) Rumours been surfacing, ain't no emergency here, I don't get worried a bit One of your workers just spent, but he ATM, meaning he got a squirting attempt Make sure you tell 'em I'm built, make sure you know your on go with the burner for real Make sure you tell them that I do not flinch, your vision get blurred whenever you squint Clear for departure now (Yeah), solo in parts of town, you niggas don't walk around (Yeah) Streets love a real street nigga love, they roll a red carpet out Yo' image a gimmick, so how is you realer then us? What is they talkin 'bout? I only fear Allah and I'm runnin it up, ayy, you gotta walk me down Make sure you tell 'em, I'm one of them men and I'm standing on ten, from the street to the pen Make sure you tell 'em, I step in the section, respect is on heavy, not one to pretend (Oh real) Make sure you tell 'em I'm ready to die, if you shoot and you miss then a murder commence Breadwinner try, pelican fly, they pull up and put you in burgundy Timbs I was gangsta 'fore the buzz, stain a nigga like a rug (Oh-oh, yeah) Everywhere I go it's love, even Crips call me Blood (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Thirty rounds, only time that I'm deep Real nigga from the booth to the streets (Oh-oh) Name a place and I bet that I'm good Don't need security to go to my hood I was gangsta 'fore the buzz, stain a nigga like a rug (Oh-oh, yeah) Everywhere I go it's love, even Crips call me Blood (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Thirty rounds, only time that I'm deep Real nigga from the booth to the streets (Oh-oh) Name a place and I bet that I'm good Don't need security to go to my hood (Oh, oh) (Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat) (Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Look like DJ Chose)