Purple City Gang Purple City Birdgang Lyrics

[Shiest Bub]
Yo it's Shiest Bub yea you know I'm a veteran
10th grade I was a VARSITY letterman
Introduced to crack, Now we headed to Maryland
Feinds knockin' at the door, Go 'head n____ let 'em in
Yea we poppin', Cop 4 ki's when the cheddars in
n____z I ain't worryin, send shots an they scurryin'
These actions we Hurried 'em b______s 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

Catch me O.t. maybach wit' a b____
2 macks strapped to the lips Now rapidly spit
2 bad brazilian b____es 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 s___
Diplomat purple city better honor that s___
It's on my arm wit' that s___

For your moms, put a bomb in her whip
They be wonderin', where the car and her went On some a___nal s___
Jim Jones is the capo of this
You up next my n____ just let those cartridges spit

Yea n____ you know whats gonna happen
when I pull up and pull out all your gonna hear is WORD TO THE 5


[Jim Jones]
You f**kers Now knock it off the drama then 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 n____z 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 n____z (UH OH)
Pull up with the a-k an lite them cream n____z (BABOOW)
Yea its word to the byrd its 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 b____ yeah you heard man


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