666 Lyrics - Yg

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Stars in the roof, sittin' in the Wraith 

Got it all off these bars, man, this shit kinda crazy 

I been out wildin' with these young niggas lately 

Fuckin' all the pretty bitches, man, this shit kinda crazy 

I'm blessed up with Christ, Lifestyle too much for life 

I been on some player shit, hoops my nigga don't make 

You is not the reason I'm pullin' up in the latest 

Westside nigga, ho, I don't need no favors 

Ayy, damn this beat got bass 

Everything that's bad for me right here in my face 

I been on the fo' block, I been on the A 

Gun upon my waist like I'm tryna catch a case 

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Move bitch, a nigga need a little space 

Stank look on my face, that's too much drugs and drank 

Been a hundred 'bout my past, I'ma help me get away, damn 

What you think I do? I buy more drugs and drank 

Move bitch, a nigga need a little space (uh-huh) 

Don't tell I'ma be okay 'cause this shit not okay (uh-uh) 

Give a fuck 'bout what you think 

bitch, fuck what you think (fuck you bitch) 

But don't come judgin' me because I had too much drugs and drank 

I ain't in the mood bitch, don't come inside my gate 

That's trepassin' you bastard, I can shoot you in your face 

If I run past you, my bad, my whole life feel like it's a maze 

Been drink my life away, they can't stop me, I go crazy 

Drunk drivin' in that G-Wagon, they tell me it ain't safe 

But I'm drunk drivin' that G-Wagon, get your square ass out my face 

The homie just got a wraith, Po-Po brought him my name 

They know we from the gang, this shit out my range 

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This shit out my fuckin' range bitch 

I ain't plannin' on a change bitch 

I'm goin' through a field of pain bitch 

4hunnid gang got that bang bitch 

I'm hundred bodies demons, yeah, I see 'em walk (walk) 

So you know I got the devil in my thoughts (thoughts) 

I be seein' the devil in my living room hall (hall) 

I just hope I ain't got the devil 

in my little whore, this shit for real 

Ayy, damn this beat got bass 

Everything that's bad for me right here in my face 

I been on the fo' block, I been on the A 

Gun up on my waist like I'm tryna catch a case 

Move bitch, a nigga need a little space 

Stank look on my face, that's too much drugs and drank 

Been a hundred 'bout my past, I'ma help me get away, damn 

What you think I do? I buy more drugs and drank 

Move bitch, a nigga need a little space 

Don't tell I'ma be okay 'cause this shit not okay 

Give a fuck 'bout what you think bitch, fuck what you think 

But don't come judgin' me because I had too much drugs and drank 

(Then I'll pull up) Then I'll pull 

up with a hundred in each pocket bitch 

Fresh up out the slammer, these lil niggas on some cocky shit 

Play me like a jit and you get hit up, you ain't stoppin' shit 

Tell me when to pull up, make the tre light in the lobby bitch 

Move bitch, get shot up in your face 

Niggas 'round me hate, tryna figure what I made 

Can't make it to my house if I dont buzz you at the gate 

Secure 'bout my gang, bitch I gotta play it safe 

Plenty racks off in the safe, shit 

Check it, you get make, bitch 

Five, that's my Blood batch, strictly FOL shit 

Quick, a shooter 12 shit, without the dope, young nigga rich 

Challenged at your own risk, I up and bust your dome bitch 

Ayy, damn this beat got bass 

Everything that's bad for me right here in my face 

I been on the fo' block, I been on the A 

Gun upon my waist like I'm tryna catch a case 

Move bitch, a nigga need a little space 

Stank look on my face, that's too much drugs and drank 

Been a hundred 'bout my past, I'ma help me get away, damn 

What you think I do? I buy more drugs and drank 

Move bitch, a nigga need a little space 

Don't tell I'ma be okay 'cause this shit not okay 

Give a fuck 'bout what you think bitch, fuck what you think 

But don't come judgin' me because I had too much drugs and drank 

Lord, help me Lord. These kids Lord, 

they playing with all these guns and drugs, 

they remind me when I was young. See, in the 80s, 

we didn't play that shit. But we was crack babies. No Lord, 

I'm not no hypocrite, I'm just an old motherfucker, 

tryna save some shit. Lord, I ask my son "Why it is just thugs here, 

hanging away?" He looked at me and said "Pops, I'm staying dangerous. 

" Help me Lord, I tried to tell him there are many ways to stay 

dangerous. Power is dangerous, knowledge is dangerous, 

having them dollars is dangerous. 

He just looked at me Lord and said "Pops, I'm talking dangerous."