Big Sad 1900 - Go Live lyrics

Nah, nigga
The fuck?
On everything, nigga
Fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout, nigga? (PBC, West LA Treys, nigga)
Ho-ass nigga (You know what I'm sayin'?)
(MikeMadeThe808s)
Bitch-ass nigga
Don't fuckin' play with me, nigga, nigga
Glad P-Dog shot one of you niggas (Huh? On everything)

Nigga shot my homie and he killed him in his sleep (Bitch)
He had just posted bond for your ass last week (For your ass last week)
Can't have no nigga 'round me thinkin' we finna compete (Nah)
You don't work, steady askin' for some shit, then you a leech (Bitch, you a leech)
Did years for this shit, cried tears for this shit
Why they killed that lil' boy knowing he was innocent? (Crazy)
Niggas know just how we step, with a blast around this bitch (Yeah)
Better stay up off my dick 'cause we ain't toleratin' shit (Nah)
Go to war with a gang, go to war with a clique
I just landed in Milwaukee, brought somе Wocky, lil' Trish (Come on)
Couldn't get up off that floor, but he was out hеre tryna diss (Was out here tryna diss)
Ho, I'm in love with drinkin' lean, so you can get up off my dick (Get up off my dick)
Niggas lookin' at my 'Gram, tryna study what I say (What?)
Nigga better play it cool before y'all end up on that page (Fuck outta here)
I can't argue with no nigga if he like my daddy age (Nah)
Rap niggas all weird and I don't like y'all anyway (I don't like y'all anyway)

Now who gon' stop us?
Suckers always say that they gon' pop us (Yeah)
I'll hit your section broad day and light your block up (I'll light that motherfucker up)
Really stand on business, now go ask why they don't like us (Go ask)
I'm the type to lay the yard down, fuck a write-up (Huh?)
It's no lies, opps and they mamas know we outside (Niggas know that)
Nigga been shot plenty times, he just won't die (Bitch-ass nigga)
And we killin' homies if we catch you playin' both sides (For sure that)
I'll crack this motherfucker off, we can go live

I'm here doin' shows, feel it in my soul, bitch, my nigga gone (R.I.P.)
On the road, I been makin' plays, hope I make it home (For sure that)
Niggas bold, speakin' on my name but gon' say I'm wrong
Hot shit, eat a nigga up and leave his body cold (Bah-bah-bah-bah)
Suckers always speakin' what they done, but what they do to me? (Fuck y'all do to me?)
I was outside nine summers with my jewelry (Yeah)
Candy paint slidin' through the set, it's just the fool in me (Yeah)
Three months for you niggas, loc, what y'all gon' do with me? (Fuck y'all gon' do with me?)
AMG with the red seats when I'm bouncin' out (When I'm bouncin' out)
Get up on a nigga all in person, what you talkin' 'bout? (Ayy, what you talkin' 'bout?)
Pimpin' out of state, nigga, D Savage brought me out (Yeah)
One love for every real nigga that ever shout me out (On the set)
Niggas don't like me, but they see me and be fans (They be fanned out)
Come and get you on my own, but I put money on your mans (Money on your mans)
Better holler at your man, I get to playin' with these bands (I get to playin' with them bands, bitch-ass nigga)
Watch the news while I be out on a cruise and do my dance (Yeah)

Now who gon' stop us?
Suckers always say that they gon' pop us (Yeah)
I'll hit your section broad day and light your block up (I'll light that motherfucker up)
Really stand on business, now go ask why they don't like us (Go ask)
I'm the type to lay the yard down, fuck a write-up (Huh?)
It's no lies, opps and they mamas know we outside (Niggas know that)
Nigga been shot plenty times, he just won't die (Bitch-ass nigga)
And we killin' homies if we catch you playin' both sides (For sure that)
I'll crack this motherfucker off, we can go live