Rod Wave - Free Da Guys lyrics
Rod Wave [Rodarius Marcell Green] Saint Petersburg, Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Rod Wave - Free Da Guys lyrics]
Alright man, you already know what it is, man
This is from out the bottom, choppa, man
I'ma keep it real brief, man
You already know what time it is, man
I got thirty to the door but
It ain't a life sentence, man
Young nigga stuck about them bands
I'ma be home real soon, man, you already know
Ayy, ayy
And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home
But that was six months ago
Let 'em catch him
So they sent him up the road
Had to stretch him
'Cause just like him, learned his lesson
And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home
But that was six months ago
Let 'em catch him
So they sent him up the road
Had to stretch him
'Cause just like him, learned his lesson
He said, "Ion't don't beef, I keep it brief"
But we catch niggas and we stretch niggas
Get right or get left, nigga
You cross the line with me
You know you got to stay there
And where I'm from
The youngins dumb and they don't play fair
Catch a nigga down bad and put in that work
I know he comin' for mines
I had to do him first
Catch a nigga down bad and put in the work
Know he comin' so I had to
Put him in the dirt
That's that work, hitman, hitman
And woah, woah hitman, hitman, hitman
And woah, woah
Hello? Lil' bro, what you tell 'em?
Uh, ayy, ayy
He said, "I ain't go to school
To punch no clocks for this
I stood on blocks for this"
Opened shops and sold them rocks for this
And ducked them shots for this
Any nigga on that thievin'
Or that robbin' shit
Well, he can give his Glock a kiss
I know he was comin' so I ain't play no games
I spinned his block with Glocks
Throwin' bullets at his brain
Fuck his vest 'cause we aim at necks
TECs go insane
The coppers snatched me, I ain't say a thing
What happened? I saw them fifty pounds ahead
'cause I didn't have the weed
At least I kept it G
He said it ain't have seeds
I pulled up, finesse, move to feed my family
And now he want me dead so
I brought it to his street that's how it be
If you a buster
Well than I'll take your butter and
I'll spread it with my brothers
It's motherfuck you
A nigga never gave me shit
So come 'round with that playin' shit
And I'm gon' buss him
And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home
But that was six months ago
Let 'em catch him
So they sent him up the road
Had to stretch him
'Cause just like him, learned his lesson
And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home
But that was six months ago
Let 'em catch him
So they sent him up the road
Had to stretch him
'Cause just like him, learned his lesson
He said, "Ion't don't beef, I keep it brief"
But we catch niggas and we stretch niggas
Get right or get left, nigga
You cross the line with me
You know you got to stay there
And where I'm from
The youngins dumb and they don't play fair
Catch a nigga down bad and put in that work
I know he comin' for mines
I had to do him first
Catch a nigga down bad and put in the work
Know he comin' so I had to
Put him in the dirt
That's that work, hitman, hitman
And woah, woah hitman, hitman, hitman
And woah, woah
This is from out the bottom, choppa, man
I'ma keep it real brief, man
You already know what time it is, man
I got thirty to the door but
It ain't a life sentence, man
Young nigga stuck about them bands
I'ma be home real soon, man, you already know
Ayy, ayy
And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home
But that was six months ago
Let 'em catch him
So they sent him up the road
Had to stretch him
'Cause just like him, learned his lesson
And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home
But that was six months ago
Let 'em catch him
So they sent him up the road
Had to stretch him
'Cause just like him, learned his lesson
He said, "Ion't don't beef, I keep it brief"
But we catch niggas and we stretch niggas
Get right or get left, nigga
You cross the line with me
You know you got to stay there
And where I'm from
The youngins dumb and they don't play fair
Catch a nigga down bad and put in that work
I know he comin' for mines
I had to do him first
Catch a nigga down bad and put in the work
Know he comin' so I had to
Put him in the dirt
That's that work, hitman, hitman
And woah, woah hitman, hitman, hitman
And woah, woah
Hello? Lil' bro, what you tell 'em?
Uh, ayy, ayy
He said, "I ain't go to school
To punch no clocks for this
I stood on blocks for this"
Opened shops and sold them rocks for this
And ducked them shots for this
Any nigga on that thievin'
Or that robbin' shit
Well, he can give his Glock a kiss
I know he was comin' so I ain't play no games
I spinned his block with Glocks
Throwin' bullets at his brain
Fuck his vest 'cause we aim at necks
TECs go insane
The coppers snatched me, I ain't say a thing
What happened? I saw them fifty pounds ahead
'cause I didn't have the weed
At least I kept it G
He said it ain't have seeds
I pulled up, finesse, move to feed my family
And now he want me dead so
I brought it to his street that's how it be
If you a buster
Well than I'll take your butter and
I'll spread it with my brothers
It's motherfuck you
A nigga never gave me shit
So come 'round with that playin' shit
And I'm gon' buss him
And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home
But that was six months ago
Let 'em catch him
So they sent him up the road
Had to stretch him
'Cause just like him, learned his lesson
And my lil' woadie told me he was comin' home
But that was six months ago
Let 'em catch him
So they sent him up the road
Had to stretch him
'Cause just like him, learned his lesson
He said, "Ion't don't beef, I keep it brief"
But we catch niggas and we stretch niggas
Get right or get left, nigga
You cross the line with me
You know you got to stay there
And where I'm from
The youngins dumb and they don't play fair
Catch a nigga down bad and put in that work
I know he comin' for mines
I had to do him first
Catch a nigga down bad and put in the work
Know he comin' so I had to
Put him in the dirt
That's that work, hitman, hitman
And woah, woah hitman, hitman, hitman
And woah, woah