Jim Jones - Purple city byrd gang lyrics

Yo it's Shiest Bub yea you know I'm a veteran
10th grade I was a VARSITY letterman
Feinds knockin' at the door
Go 'head nigga let 'em in yea we poppin'
Cop 4 ki's when the cheddars in
Niggas I ain't worryin
Send shots an they scurryin'
These actions we Hurried 'em
Bastards we burried 'em
In the belly the beast
It's Shiest the barbarian

Thats us that Purple City Byrd Gang
(EASTSIDE)
Thats us that Purple City Byrd Gang
(WOOP WOOP)
Dipset that Purple City Byrd Gang
(WE RIDE THE 5)
Hardbody That Purple City Byrd Gang
(EASTSIDE)
Thats us that Purple City Byrd Gang
(WOOP WOOP)
Thats us that Purple City Byrd Gang (DIPSET)
Dipset that Purple City Byrd Gang (EASTSIDE)
Hardbody That Purple City Byrd Gang

2 macks strapped to the lips Now rapidly spit
2 bad brazilian bitches wrappin' my spliffs
2 Byrds strapped to they hip
Purple seats lavender 6
Hundred' thou' just to wrap up the wrist
Nod you head cash in your whip
Got the crack stash in the van
Yo them macks I got them
Stashed in the trench
Empty clips 2 when I'm havin a fit
2 guns I ain't havin' that shit
Diplomat purple city better honor that shit

It's on my arm wit' that shit
For your moms, put a bomb in her whip
They be wonderin'
Where the car and her went
On some arsenal shit
Jim Jones is the capo of this
You up next my nigga just
Let those cartridges spit

(bddddaat bddddaat bddddaat
Bddddaat bddddaat)
Yea nigga you know whats gonna happen
When I pull up and pull out all your
Gonna hear is WORD TO THE 5

Pop it off (say what)
I cop shotties the noses I chop 'em off
(BDDDDAAT)
I'm hard body lord knows I got the floss
(Blingin)
The big body you know the top come off (woah)
Now be advised (yea) we be them guys (UH OH)
Hundred' g's on the ride Gun
On me when I drive (PURPLE CITY)
Gun on me when I ride (WHO WANT IT)
Cause' that envy jelly the street niggas
Get delt on the street
Shout out to melly and zeek (YEA)
Just get ya' health and just creep
It ain't tellin' me peace
I'm bout to melt 'em with heat (BOOM BOOM)
Thats for them ice cream niggas (UH OH)
Pull up with the a-k an
Lite them cream niggas (BABOOW)
Yea it's word to the byrd
It's jones on a roll
It's the chrome to your soul let
'em blow there they go (THERE THEY GO)
Thats word to the Byrd thats to the Byrd Gang
Its Purple City in this bitch
Yeah you heard man