12 Hunna on the beat
STL get cold in the summer, and shit get hot in the winter
Shit get hot hot hot, yea, haha
Shit get hot hot hot
STL get cold in the summer, and shit get hot in the winter
Your brothers cap, they pretenders
My brothers cappin’ with blenders
He tried to swerve, clap his fender
Them niggas rats, Master Splinter
30 Deep the gang, I’m a member, bitch I’mma make you remember
STL get cold in the summer, and shit get hot in the winter
Your brothers cap, they pretenders
My brothers cappin’ with blenders
He tried to swerve, tried to spin it
Them niggas rats, Master Splinter
30 Deep the gang, I’m a member, bitch I’mma make you remember
Davie from CN that’s my lil’ cousin, call him Mad Max
Pistol Pete was mad that he ain’t flip ’em so he smashed back
Hop out with that iron, let off 30, they ain’t blast back
Every label want me, I’m just coolin’, you can ask Track
45 Ferris to 42 Ville block, you know I bang for that
They tried to box me and leave in the bank
You know I slammed back
Your brother died you ain’t get your get back, bitch, you cried and smoked some thrax
I heard the realest shit come from my granny
After she smoked some crack
Used to have some trouble with my work
But now I’m fuckin’ my teacher
And fuck my cousin’, that nigga mad
‘Cause I ain’t give him a feature
Used to go to church, but I said fuck it
Cat was servin’ the preacher
Bitch you can tell I’m from the trenches
From my vibe and demeanor
STL get cold in the summer, and shit get hot in the winter
Your brothers cap, they pretenders
My brothers cappin’ with blenders
He tried to swerve, tried to spin it
Them niggas rats, Master Splinter
30 Deep the gang, I’m a member, bitch I’mma make you remember
STL get cold in the summer, and shit get hot in the winter
Your brothers cap, they pretenders
My brothers cappin’ with blenders
He tried to swerve, tried to spin it
Them niggas rats, Master Splinter
30 Deep the gang, I’m a member, bitch I’mma make you remember
If you want beef, serve it tender
‘Cause when we hit, bitch we hittin’
Hide your kids, and hide your wife
‘Cause bitch we handlin’ business
These niggas snakes, and they slither
They kids gonna be baby lizards
And I can’t trust ’em, I can’t love ’em, from up close or a distance
Sometimes I try to talk to God, I wonder if he talk back
Sometimes you gotta beat the odds
To see who really got your back
My niggas all gonna swerve, they ready, hop out on full attack
Fuckboy don’t wrestle
We gon’ make you learn how to run like it’s track
Used to pull up hella fast with a draco, clip look like glass
And them boys ain’t tryna [?] DP said that he still a [?]
Can’t get along with new niggas, with my niggas from the past
Any new nigga and he cross me, now my niggas on his ass
STL get cold in the summer, and shit get hot in the winter
Your brothers cap, they pretenders
My brothers cappin’ with blenders
He tried to swerve, tried to spin it
Them niggas rats, Master Splinter
30 Deep the gang, I’m a member, bitch I’mma make you remember
STL get cold in the summer, and shit get hot in the winter
Your brothers cap, they pretenders
My brothers cappin’ with blenders
He tried to swerve, tried to spin it
Them niggas rats, Master Splinter
30 Deep the gang, I’m a member, bitch I’mma make you remember
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