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6 Baronne Awk Awk -



6 Baronne Awk Awk


Chorus





I say boot up or shut up


Nigga get yo life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay


I say boot up or shut up or


Get yo fuckin’ life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay





First verse


{tec-9}





Chillin’ on the set with the fully automatic tec


Never was caught slippin’ that’s how I got my respect


I pop ’em up pop ’em up watchin’ bleed to death


Ya played with the tec-9 now ya takin’ yo last breath


Now everybody comin’ up to be the rulers and gangsters


Now everybody comin’ up to be the rulers and gangsters


Now everybody comin’ up to be the rulers and gangsters


But I’m a tell you who the real fuckin’ killer is


It’s an third ward nigga it’s an third ward nigga


Yes it’s an third ward nigga got the bitches and money


While I’m chillin’ on the corner I’m a get fucked up


My nigga t got a forty and brought two cups


Lil’ ya is chillin’ yella is thuggin’ and talkin’ on the phone


And I’m chillin’ on 6th and baronne they call us


U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we comin straight out the


Fuckin’ one two three let a bitch rub up on us


I’m a load my chrome fat gangster lil’ somethin’


Bout 6th and baronne





Second verse


{lil’ ya}





I was chillin’ on the corner of 6th and baronne


With a forty in my hand and about to get tore


I got my dope stash and a tec on my side


For them jokin’ mutherfuckers who be doin’ drivebys


For them pussy ass niggas I’ve been try’na kill


I got a bullet proof vest and it’s made of steel


For you sissy ass niggas thinkin’ they hard


I get my tec and my nine and bout to pull yo car


When a nigga’s on the set we makin’ money again


Drinkin’ forty red bullets smokin’ boo-koo weed


It’s fucked up gettin’ drunk makin’ money havin’ fun


Five-0 come but our dirt is all ready done


This is the place I call my mutherfuckin’ home


Cuz I’m chillin’ on 6th and baronne





Chorus





I say boot up or shut up


Nigga get yo life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay


I say boot up or shut up or


Get yo fuckin’ life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay





Third verse


{yella boy}





Here come’s an hard head rapper bout to crush yo phone


My name is yella boy no not sylvester stallion


Born and raised in third because that’s my home


There’s not another gangster set like 6th and baronne


Because the bitches peepin’ out seven days a week


I wait for the first and third to get paid ya see


My boys in rumors creepin’ up but I just don’t care


This is live or die sucker no not you thug there


I ride on other gangsters turf and need a gangsta’s fit


Cash money means ya got to stay legit


Throwin’ paper in the air a quarter now an ounce


Then I call my dog bitch take her to wall street and make her bow


All the gangsters in the hood be up to no good


Pack the mutherfuckin’ chrome smoke boo-koo weed now ya feel good


I’m down for a gangster strap can’t you tell


I know a buildin’ down with me of the melph a mene and del a rell


Tec-9lil’ ya me myself yella boy we all third ward soldiers


Not no child or little boys I’m makin’ big bank and packin’ the chrome


(why) because I’m a gangster from 6th and baronne





Chorus





I say boot up or shut up


Nigga get yo life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay


I say boot up or shut up or


Get yo fuckin’ life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay





Forth verse


{tec-9}





Growin’ up was hard but it all paid off well


I was only eleven when I started to sell


6th and baronne was the set that I sold rocks


Drinks done went crazy because I’m servin’ the block


Now I’m on the run I guess I got to go


I slipped and sold to an undercover five-o


They say they got a reward if ya know where I’m at


But I’m gonna make it hard for ’em because I’m packin’ a gat


Now I never was the type to run away from my home (why)


Because I’m a nigga from 6th and baronne





Chorus





I say boot up or shut up


Nigga get yo life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay


I say boot up or shut up or


Get yo fuckin’ life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay





Fifth verse


{lil’ ya}





I was chillin’ on the corner strapped with the fuckin’ chrome


Makin’ boo-koo money on 6th and baronne


All the junkies gather around and come see the man


I got big twenty flippers and za peter in my other hand


B 3 by my side he got dope to in a long fuckin’ lincoln


Yes he strapped with a twenty two


Tec is in the house chillin’ with moe


While kerri on the floor doggin’ doggin’


Doggin’ a ho chella’s in the house chillin’


With lamb while ronda with keisha


With them bitches they don’t give a damn


Gettin’ her haircut from sue tyra got a bitch


You know what to do baby is on there other end


Stun’n on the pay phone and I’m chillin’ on


6th and baronne





Chorus





I say boot up or shut up


Nigga get yo life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay


I say boot up or shut up or


Get yo fuckin’ life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay





Sixth verse


{yella boy}





I got to watch my damn back


For the robbers and the gangsters


Like in the fuckin’ pin I draw my knife


Then I shank ya because I know I got to handle that


Because some niggas try’na creep up bests believe I got my gat


You will never catch me slippin’ cuz the leather keep flippin’


Try to play and my product man ya must be trippin’


Cuz a gangster out that third pushin’ to much pain


Comin’ weak that ho shit bitch you a rookie at the game


There’s a dollar to made so best believe a playa call it


Disrespect my damn set watch yo back against the puppet


I’m takin’ no shorts in the game of dope ya better come correct


Sucker cuz this shit ain’t no joke that boo-koo money in land


I got to have it in my hand got to make a hundred gee’s


Just to be then nigga again because I’m makin’ big bank


And packin’ the chrome (why yella) because I’m a gangster


From 6th and baronne





Chorus





I say boot up or shut up


Nigga get yo life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay


I say boot up or shut up or


Get yo fuckin’ life lit up


Yeah yeah yeah wootay



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