Intro:
I go state to state, where all the hustlers play
And every nigga in the city, yea I know they way
I fuck with all the Drug dealers and all the DJs
But if you ever in the city and you need a lil flavor, turn on Koolaid
Chorus:
Yea my words may slur
Yea I talk a lil funny
It's the Drill In Me
Cause bitch I'm from the Country
Head south blue water
Right below Georgia
Chevy's and Gold teeth
Cause bitch I'm from Florida
1st Verse
Ever been in a hot box
Loud sirens locked in cop car
Hey.... From your hood to your block
Stay strapped with alot of choppas
And everybody wanna be a lil gangsta
But evеrybody ain't really that dangerous
We got killеrs and Sangers
We got rappers and scammers
Re rock with the hammer
We call that shit ferl
That's country Grammer
No need for the cartel
Cause all the hood niggas locked in with the fish scale
Shit.. we been stuck in cage
Niggas been starving no food on there plate
Niggas been fighting and pleading there case
Them crackers don't care they just want to get paid
Yea we dress a lil different
Yea we rock a lil harder
I was raised by my cousins ...Why....
Cause I barley seen my father
I don't give a fuck about Gucci
Never once brought Prada
But I fucks with Gucci
And that 10-17 product
2nd verse
Inhale don't choke
R.I.P Pop Smoke
Shot out to every lil nigga that's risking his life in front of the store
Cause his daddy in jail, his sister a trick and momma on coke
And every nigga in the city trying to make them a play but they hating the coach
We balling ain'tna
We got our own language
And it's a killer in every lil City
And nigga they all dangerous
We got the baddest bitches, like the ones from Magic City
Shout out to Duvall......
Them bitches savage with it
I think I was hinting and stating my case
But y'all wouldn't listen nothing I say
No need to compete cause I'm winning the race
To many niggas shinning and soul living fake
I been in that place where you better be good on your face
On the yard you may have your niggas but in the cage all you got is your faith
Don't preach to me about love
The realest nigga ain't even the plug
The soliders that's tooting that's down to bust
Who carries a mission with loyalty and trust
The sunshine state ain't come to play
We living this war like everyday
Please stay strap when you floating
And hold that bitch like a trophy
Chorus:
Yea my words may slur
Yea I talk a lil funny
It's the Drill In Me
Cause bitch I'm from the Country
Head south blue water
Right below Georgia
Chevy's and Gold teeth
Cause bitch I'm from Florida
I go state to state, where all the hustlers play
And every nigga in the city, yea I know they way
I fuck with all the Drug dealers and all the DJs
But if you ever in the city and you need a lil flavor, turn on Koolaid
Chorus:
Yea my words may slur
Yea I talk a lil funny
It's the Drill In Me
Cause bitch I'm from the Country
Head south blue water
Right below Georgia
Chevy's and Gold teeth
Cause bitch I'm from Florida
1st Verse
Ever been in a hot box
Loud sirens locked in cop car
Hey.... From your hood to your block
Stay strapped with alot of choppas
And everybody wanna be a lil gangsta
But evеrybody ain't really that dangerous
We got killеrs and Sangers
We got rappers and scammers
Re rock with the hammer
We call that shit ferl
That's country Grammer
No need for the cartel
Cause all the hood niggas locked in with the fish scale
Shit.. we been stuck in cage
Niggas been starving no food on there plate
Niggas been fighting and pleading there case
Them crackers don't care they just want to get paid
Yea we dress a lil different
Yea we rock a lil harder
I was raised by my cousins ...Why....
Cause I barley seen my father
I don't give a fuck about Gucci
Never once brought Prada
But I fucks with Gucci
And that 10-17 product
2nd verse
Inhale don't choke
R.I.P Pop Smoke
Shot out to every lil nigga that's risking his life in front of the store
Cause his daddy in jail, his sister a trick and momma on coke
And every nigga in the city trying to make them a play but they hating the coach
We balling ain'tna
We got our own language
And it's a killer in every lil City
And nigga they all dangerous
We got the baddest bitches, like the ones from Magic City
Shout out to Duvall......
Them bitches savage with it
I think I was hinting and stating my case
But y'all wouldn't listen nothing I say
No need to compete cause I'm winning the race
To many niggas shinning and soul living fake
I been in that place where you better be good on your face
On the yard you may have your niggas but in the cage all you got is your faith
Don't preach to me about love
The realest nigga ain't even the plug
The soliders that's tooting that's down to bust
Who carries a mission with loyalty and trust
The sunshine state ain't come to play
We living this war like everyday
Please stay strap when you floating
And hold that bitch like a trophy
Chorus:
Yea my words may slur
Yea I talk a lil funny
It's the Drill In Me
Cause bitch I'm from the Country
Head south blue water
Right below Georgia
Chevy's and Gold teeth
Cause bitch I'm from Florida
( Carlos Marcello )
www.ChordsAZ.com