King Von, Memo600 - Exposin Me (Extended) lyrics

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Steve Drive stretch Gang
Von

Ain't got no hoes with me
I be quick to run up, let it pop
That's just the O' in me
Rest in peace to Silk from Ada Park
That was the older me
Goofy got shot right up in his top
His brother told on me
Couldn't get a bond, I sat it out
They put that hold on me
45, XDs, 50 Shot, Glizzies, peace treaty
Bitch please
You know I grew up on that violence
DOA turn up them sirens
I be thirsty on his ass
From Cicero to Stoney Island
'Cause Von get on your ass
And you with them birds
Your preacher all in church
Reading off proverbs
And folks 'nem mad at me
I put in too much work
They say "ay Von sit back" 'cause
GetBackGang they got my back
But I'm still strapped, can't got like that
I'm still a killer before the rap
I swear I killed her, broke her back
Your homie died, I'm smoking that
I'm tired of smelling Tooka and Lil
Marc and I'm tired of Scrapp
I'm thinking about creating a new pack
Aye DQ, who is that?

Ain't no exposing me i be in them trenches
Where a nigga say he 'posed to be (dummy)
Foe 'nem wet a nigga ass up
He can't get close to me
Fye a nigga ass up, he gon' need surgery
Ambulance get his ass up
He sold his soul to me he a hoe, he a bitch
He a rat, he a snitch
I'm Six O, I won't switch
I got 50 shots in this Glizzy
And I promise I won't miss
Before I let her alley oop
Put this 40 to her shit

It's gon' be a murder
Smokin' Scrapp and I got my strap
Long live Burger tough as hell on the 'net
But on their block, unheard of
Pour a four of Poppie Juice
What's that? That's that syrup
Lil Dee in the kitchen with them pots
He gon' stir up
12 get up on this bitch, it's that
We gon' "Skrt - skrt!"
Long live Headshot HEC don't disrespect
Your face on a shirt
Off that Zeko, Tooka, and that Fatz
We gon' put in work
Sneaky talking, sayin' this and that
Just gon' get 'em murked
You don't want them shells from that MAC
Chase a nigga down, like Ricky
Shoot your back we shoot up your kickback
Then it's back to the 'Met
I'ma die for my set, D Block where it's at

Ain't no exposing me i be in them trenches
Where a nigga say he 'posed to be (dummy)
Foe 'nem wet a nigga ass up
He can't get close to me
Fye a nigga ass up, he gon' need surgery
Ambulance get his ass up
He sold his soul to me he a hoe, he a bitch
He a rat, he a snitch
I'm Six O, I won't switch
I got 50 shots in this Glizzy
And I promise I won't miss
Before I let her alley oop
Put this 40 to her shit

It's a hit, pull up with them blicks
Check him off the list
Shoot ya face, jalapeños eat 'em
You won't see my fists feed his body
Mixin' Tooka with that Brick up in the Lobby
(Tooka, Jermaine)
They new to this, we true to this
We ridin' with them Ruger sticks
Bust your medulla, bitch
Leave him on the curb
'Cause he was snoozing, bitch
Foe gave us the word
We come through scoomin' shit, nigga
Move around! You don't know who you with
Come and see what's to me
But since you be assuming shit
Tooka Man and Terry Barry got me
On the moon and shit (Tooka? TB)
Put the Six right on my back
Can't lack 'cause we done
Been through some shit
Can't hang around 600, O'Block, goofy
Go and do some shit go shoot at the opps!

Ain't no exposing me i be in them trenches
Where a nigga say he 'posed to be (dummy)
Foe 'nem wet a nigga ass up
He can't get close to me
Fye a nigga ass up, he gon' need surgery
Ambulance get his ass up
He sold his soul to me he a hoe, he a bitch
He a rat, he a snitch
I'm Six O, I won't switch
I got 50 shots in this Glizzy
And I promise I won't miss
Before I let her alley oop
Put this 40 to her shit