Aye, if it's problem my nigga we
If it's regarding break bread can
I know the streets from Long Beach
Ran through the homies then she tried
Wrong with solid ass niggas
Down to do whatever for some
Money really with the beat
A nigga's sweet causing cavities
You never have a dollar to your
Name but always wanna tweet
Tweet, tweet about me I'm
Got seven niggas deet before you get
It's me and G we outside in the black Jeep
Yeah don't be hanging out the back seat
And if you cut through the
Alley we take the backstreet
If it's about getting money then
A nigga gossiping to the bitches
Then come attack me nigga
What's the left on the backstreet
We ain't stopping at no stop sign
I can fight but I still keep a Glock 9
What's the left on the backstreet
We ain't stopping at no stop sign
I can fight but I still keep a Glock 9
Wha da da day, West Side, Broadway
Wha da da day, West Side, Broadway
I once knew a nigga must've
Had to buck him down with my 9mm
Peter won't hesitate to sleep yeah
The place where you standing is the
Uh, I did a lot of crazy shit for free
In my mind I'm like ain't nobody stopping me
Your homies start getting weak when
It was just me and a plastic nine
Cause really homies these days
Real hard to find so if I fuck with you I
Love you ain't no in between
If I don't love you then it's fuck, fuck G
What's the left on the backstreet
We ain't stopping at no stop sign
I can fight but I still keep a Glock 9
What's the left on the backstreet
We ain't stopping at no stop sign
I can fight but I still keep a Glock 9