Pooh Shiesty - Neighbors (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Pooh Shiesty - Neighbors (en) Lyrics
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The chopper stay so close to me
that you would think we neighbors
(We close like neighbors)
That pussy not what he 'posed to
be, 'cause his mama raised him
('Cause his mama raised him)
We had a clear shot on his head,
but I think God saved him
(I think God saved him)
You never walked up, hit your
man, you probably never grazed
him (You ain't Shiesty)
Ayy, I'm a real gangster, did some
shit you can't rehearse (Uh-huh)
My pockets used to hurt, now
I get racks to spit a
verse (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
God blessed me with some accuracy
on the day I was birthed
(Thank the Lord for my aim)
Every time we get the drops,
I'm the one who go scope it
first (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
I'm in this car that go so fast
that it came with some merch
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I go get free shit out the store
'cause I'm fuckin' the clerk ('Cause
I'm fuckin' on the clerk)
You was talkin' gangster on the 'net
'til we found where you work ('Til
we found out where you work)
I can get you whacked for a
lil' cash or a couple of
Percs (A couple Percocet)
Took a nigga pole, "Shiesty, why you
do that though?" (I don't know)
Ayy, I'm from South Memphis,
we brought up in gorilla mode
(For sure, for sure)
If you don't deserve it or won't
shoot it, we gon' let 'em
know (We gotta let 'em know)
I'm tryna break down a Cuban and
add me some GG4, let's go
Thought we was gon' ride the
SRT, I got that ho a lift
We just threw a party on your block
and didn't include the gift
(It didn't come with gifts)
I'm smokin' exotic 'til the fire,
I almost burned my lip
I'm havin' Chocolato mixed with
pounds, one-fifteen a zip
I'm in the field with choppers,
you can't come up on this turf
(You not on this turf)
And I'm from Killbranch, we known
for killin' killers first
(We chopped 'em first)
A customized chopper, thought
I scratched him with
a Nerf (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
I'm startin' to slide and I shot my
third victim out a 'vert (Blrrrd)
I had a Glock 'fore I lost
my virginity, these niggas
envy me (That glizzy)
Hundred shots out my Infiniti,
my opps remember me (250s)
Fifteen shots in my FN, I call this
bitch my mini-me (Blrrrd)
Bitch talkin' 'bout matching energy,
bitches be killin' me, let's go
Dope comin' from where the Spurs play,
I'm where the birds play (Loud)
I just ran up thirty and this ain't
shit but my third play (Wow)
Reach for these VV's, we let
off shots right where the
tourists play (The crowd)
Narcs be out on Tuesday so
we pop back out on Thursday
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
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