Sideshow - GINGER SHOT lyrics

I'm known for looking for pressure
Where it's at moe? I need me some thrax
Ain't no tux so be back call it tucks
He ain't wanna serve me so I robbed his ass
Fucked with shorty then I lobbed her ass
Tell my brodie we share everything
I love my brodie he serve everything
Perckys, pistols, and the molly too
RIP Stove and free Ollie too
I'm losing brothers don't know what to do
Well, momma kicked me out the house
So a nigga out in Hollywood
Junkies calling during class
Couldn't wait till after school
Teachers they hated my ass
I was breaking all the class rules
And really you judging my ass
Cuz you see all of my tattoos
But you was not knowing my past
The trauma that made me a bad dude
Got problems with speaking my mind
These peoples keep telling me I'm rude
My brothers is hungry and y'all niggas food
And I'm out the country
Can't be concerned bout the shit that you do
Most niggas funny
That's why I keep me a stick when I move
Pop me a perc then I get in my groove
Winning steak we ain't never gon' lose
Shot that boy in his spine
Cuz I ain't appreciate how he was moving
Shot that nigga in the mind
Cuz I ain't really like how he was thinking
We really kick door lay it down
Leaves that's stankin'