str8 to hell Lyrics

Lot of niggas falling victim to the streets

Rest in peace

Tell my dawgs there's a heaven for a G

Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death

My nigga, we the last ones left from the west

Represent

Okay, bet

I don't take no threats

Put him to the test

Uno, dos, tres

Chains on my neck

Say you with your dawgs

Let me see you tell em' fetch

I still got it on

Guess you bitches know what's best

Pull up then we wreck

First, we collect

You been due on debt

I'm just not impressed

I keep dropping the heat

Why you think them niggas pressed

Niggas took the style

Even took the fucking flow

Shit is getting out of line

I should send you boys a quote

I'm the greatest of all time

You is not that kind of goat

Every king just gotta die

Motherfucker you ain't know

Break his crown, burn the cloaks

Guillotine the head

All I see is red

Yeah nigga, dead

Six feet deep how we put this shit to bed

Pillage where you rest

I'm going crazy on all of you niggas today I ain't take my meds

Lot of niggas falling victim to the streets

Rest in peace

Tell my dawgs there's a heaven for a G

Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death

My nigga, we the last ones left from the west

Represent

Ey, ey

Represent

Ey, ey

Represent

Ey, ey, ey