[Lyric] 2 Legit (Rio Da Yung OG & Nuez)

[Intro]
Nigga, you could have all the heart in the world, nigga
But you ain't gon' drop shit, though, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, it's Rio
Free the whole ghetto

[Verse]
Dopeboy Nikes on
Bitch, I got a gun on me, what we fightin' for?
He ran up on me too quick, now he dyin' slow
Every day I drink a brick, I can't buy a four
Niggas better stop actin' tough, that's what they dyin' for
I'll drop the price on the work if you buyin' four
Told my bitch I got dogshit, I ain't lyin' no more
So yeah, I fucked your best friend raw if you tryin' to know
Alright, it's time to go
High as hell in the studio, I can't find the door
I couldn't find the door when it was time to go
I just bought an eight, bro, it's time to pour
You know I love this Wockhardt shit
You know I'll jump out with the heat and I'll spark shit
When you really livin' like that, it get dark quick
Don't pull up in no Scatpack 'cause I'll park it
Nigga, yeah, I'll make the beef sl—
Yeah, I'll make the beef slow down when I start it
If I fucked up, keep it, I sound retarded
But I'm not, bitch, you know I'm the smartest
They say my heart is the purest
Bitch, I got loyal fans bangin' me in Europe
If you ever seen my face, I was off syrup
The feds hit me with a bad case, but I'm not scared
VVS F-color diamonds, they not blurry
One of the opps made it to the hospital, got shot at Hurley
If you see me noddin' off, I probably popped a Perky
Nigga, not an RP-10, I popped a 30
Bitch, I got it out the mud, that's why I'm kinda dirty
Told my bitch she could fuck my brother raw, I'm not worried
I'ma keep droppin' shells out this Glock 'til it stop workin'
Seen my first ten off rap, then I stopped servin'
Bitch, I'm ridin' dirty, better stop swervin'
I know I look broke, but I'm not scurvy
Cocky, I just cut into Natasha, she did not curve me
Caught a nigga danglin', 8 a.m., he got shot early
Bitch ask me do I miss her? I said hardly
I just dropped another watch, cost a Harley
Davidson, now I'm on Dayton tryna serve Carly
Had to cut my nigga off, he brung a bird 'round me
Bitch, I'm too legit
Drop a hundred shots in the crowd, if you hit, you hit
If I told you what I just made, you would slit your wrists
If you knew the freaky shit we did, you would kill your bitch
If I really want your watch, I'll steal your wrist
If we down to the last drop of Wock', I'll steal your sip
Gettin' on him with a .50 cal, cartwheelin' shit
Everybody got a heart in they chest, but you still a bitch