Posse on Broadway Lyrics

The streets watching

I Big Bang and still bleeding

No dipset but

I'm Killa cam in Killa season

Big straps

And every hammer in arm reach

Hell of drip got more water

Then palm beach

Young nigga

Had to get it the Hard way

I was flamed Up

With the posse On broadway

Had a pair of chucks

But da closet was all jays

Chopper cut him deep

Now every head got a ball fade

I be doing me

I see a lot of you playing tough

Now I charge a fee

I see a lot of you paying up

Look my niggas gangster

All my niggas snyping shit

Paint da city red

Something nasty trifling

I know O Gs

Still ona corner nigga

Wit that white girl

Back and forth

Across the border nigga

Call mix a lot

I had him In the mix a lot

I be in the streets or

In the kitchen with a Brick

To chop easy Yeaaaa

Yea my Niggas got me

And I keep the 40

Case a nigga try to rob me

I be rolling

Rolling with my posse

Load the chopper up

I might have to catch a body

Look real nigga

Surrounded only by real niggas

Call me Clinton

I only charge to bill niggas

You don't know me

But I pull up on your block

You ain't homie

You be running with the Opps

I be repping for my city

To da fullest

Where a homie drive a dodge

And he got to dodge bullets

Got money in the attic

Got money underneath the flow

And a Uber driver moving pounds Where they Need to go

I'm connected blood

And yea I'm west side up

South side yea I do run Da Map

Niggas know me in the hood

But I be back in the Map

Where them niggas playing tough

Cause they got them a strap

I got me a sack

I Got me a bag

Bought me a bitch

With nice tits bought her a ass