Corty B Gangsta

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Intro(x2):

Coming down with my fingers up
Homie ride with that nina tucked

[Verse 1: Corty B]

I’m coming down with my fingers up, homie ride with that nina tucked
Corty B don’t get violent but if you do, then you know what’s up
No mercy for the weak niggas, we don’t fuck around with them fuck-arounds
If we see the nigga, we’ll hunt him down, and buss a round ’til we gun him down
Real shit, my homie stay on that trill shit
5th of hen and a blunt of weed got a nigga ready to kill shit
So I might slide up in yo wife boy
'Cuz it’s still fuck yo life, ha
#FlightCrew, nah nigga we don’t like you, might fight you
Guarantee that you might lose, keep it short like haiku, these are my rules
Rule 1: Don’t fuck with me
Rule 2: See number 1
Keep the brim over my eyes, hood over my head
Stay away from these snakes cuz I gotta get the good that comes with this bread
Might put the gun to yo head, know what happens next
Keep the piece like Martin Luther, and my homie Malcolm X nigga