Black Soprano Family - Valery lyrics

These are the real Sopranos

It's an eye for an eye where I come from
Bitches playing both sides where I come from
War time, niggas ride til the sun come
That's word on my son
I been on both sides of the gun
Cocaine ain't cheap where I come from
Seen blood on the streets where I come from
Send a missile where you sleep
You don't want none aK with a big drum
It sprays three when I squeeze one

I'm form the east side Buffalo
Where the guns blow
Summertime, the neighborhood smell
Like gunsmoke cut throats
All they showed us how to cut dope
Every time that flip phone rings
Somebody want coke
Dead broke, so the streets was my last hope
Said he want a fifty of hard
I sold his ass soap
Up late talking to God, told me let it go
Still a nigga hurting inside
I don't let it show the pain deep
Lost homies on them same streets
Niggas play pick up games, now they six feet
The streets code
Niggas fucking up the G code
So I went and bought more
Hammers than Home Depot
He RICO, stick my dog on 'em, Chico
Big assault rifle that's longer than lil' Eto
The pounds ain't legal, hands on with kilos
Old heads serving bricks in that 89 Regal
They know

It's an eye for an eye where I come from
Bitches playing both sides where I come from
War time, niggas ride til the sun come
That's word on my son
I been on both sides of the gun
Cocaine ain't cheap where I come from
Seen blood on the streets where I come from
Send a missile where you sleep
You don't want none aK with a big drum
It sprays three when I squeeze one

All that talking get your hood shot
We gon' keep coming through till every
Nigga in your hood drop
Carbon fever with the wood stock
Draco fresh out the box
Loud shots got the hood hot
223's make the wood chop
We use 762's and put his
Face on the news shot
Glock 30 with a S on it
Told the lil homie get up close
He keep a vest on him
Squeeze the lemon, leave flesh on him
Cops come, now the case on the scene
Shall catch on it
I'm looking for him, show me my opponent
Just bought a box full of handguns
So nigga tell me how you want it
Black gloves and a ski mask
This the ride had your momma
Setting up for your repass
So be careful when you mention us
Leave you stretched out holding your head
Body stiffen up

It's an eye for an eye where I come from
Bitches playing both sides where I come from
War time, niggas ride til the sun come
That's word on my son
I been on both sides of the gun
Cocaine ain't cheap where I come from
Seen blood on the streets where I come from
Send a missile where you sleep
You don't want none aK with a big drum
It sprays three when I squeeze one

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