Perico (Feat. Joey Fatts)

[Verse 1: A$ton Matthews] Leaves sounding like footsteps, paranoid got me thinking bout who’s next If it ain’t you, it’s me, my momma not old enough to read in my eulogy Keep that hammer tucked close to me, put the pussy where it’s supposed to be Thank the lord for I got ten toes on the ground and my back to the block Westside boss let it rock, leave a slug up in the aught We leaving until we see the body drop Good heart but its all full of sins Through the dark, where this road gonna end Choppas fly for the liquor again, play victim or get with the shit Know the price that I’m paying, for the red chucks on this blue pavement Doot doot over loose statement, three fingers down index pink rounded The enemy he drowning, if you ain't with it move around then More choppas, move thousands Gotcha bitch moving bricks, bring one, two, few pounds in And if you get flicked, you don’t know where you found it Fucking caught me cause she called for me Me and my momma living comfortably (What’s the word?) It’s like life for a nigga in the streets is a forty on the hip Blood up on my feet, back up on the heat Keep your head up on a swivel Or lose em to the beef, gotta watch em Cause they moving on the sneak Always do your dirt up on G Cause niggas plotting and they talking for a fee D force to the 218, they talk beef but the clip 16 [Hook:A$ton Matthews] Where we ride, it’s homicide, choose a side On the rise, we made it fly, we getting high Getting live getting live, we breaking news Or make em move, we bring it through, nigga who is you? [Verse 2: Joey Fatts] I’m lil fatts from the double N to the GC I keep a thang on tuck, my lil bro thump Nigga press ya luck if you see me These niggas in the house trying to CC the streets While a nigga really out here So I never do a feature not even for a fee Cause I ain’t got bitch nigga software Nigga its Cuttthroat murder gang And we the one to blame for the murder rate Hollows cook the beef to the third degree You eat good? nigga tell me how that burger taste There posted in the cut like surgery Really plotting on a motherfucking burglary And if I catch a nigga slipping with a rim or chain I need that my nigga, on me Like a ?, keep a forty on me And a nigga stay hot trying to stay low key Dumping heat, hit your block wearing ? face mask If you fuck with g, and I’m a ride for my gang Play the fifth do time for my gang On the set an getting live with my gang With a nine waiting for an ? on the gang And if a fuck nigga try he getting flamed on [Hook:A$ton Matthews] Where we ride, it’s homicide, choose a side On the rise, we made it fly, we getting high Getting live getting live, we breaking news Or make em move, we bring it through, nigga who is you?