Correction Lyrics EA (Original) by Pi’erre Bourne

Back

Lyrics

Yo
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Yeah, I'm from the middle finger
I'm from the Eastside, five, Zone 6
East Atlanta, EA
Brick city, yeah
Licks, all that sh*t
(That way)
Sticks, all that sh*t
Hoes, set a n***a up, all that sh*t
Yeah, all that sh*t
In the club, beat a n***a a**, take a n***a chain, all that sh*t

I'm from the five, middle finger, Zone 6
Dirty land, dirty sticks
Bad b*t*hes gettin' hit
Put a n***a on a lick
Rob a n***a for a brick
Rob a n***a for his sh*t
Young n***a fall off, turn into a snitch
Never turn into a b*t*h
Gotta keep it cool, homie, rob his a** quick
Never fallin' off, do a n***a bad, rob him for his stash (Do that)
N***a talkin' like he a real gangster, put that stick on his a** (Yeah, shoot that)
Gotta keep that sh*t one-hunnid with you, never switch on your mans (Yeah, one-hunnid)
Go and gеt some money, gotta get somе money
Never hold your hand
I'm the type of motherf**ker n***a never had my hand out (never n***a)
Stupid motherf**ker, in my pocket n***a, know I got my cash hangin' out (fifties,hunnids)
Big thirty on that motherf**ker, long ways know that b*t*h hangin' out (Thirties)
Bad b*t*h, late night, with the Slimeball know she like to hang out
Middle finger with the 5, Zone 6, b*t*h, that's where I hang out (EA)
Apartments, late night, where a motherf**ker like to do them shootouts (Slime)
You ain't bout' what you talkin' bout', you can't hang out (Hang out)
Please don't try to jump off the porch, you too old now
Lame-a** n***a (Lame-a** n***a)
Wannabe street n***a (Damn)
Sweet-a** n***a (Sweet-a** n***a)
Put on the plate, eat, n***a (Eat up)
You ain't bout it, n***a (You ain't bout it, n***a)
I been in the street (Streets)
(For how long, slime?)
Since I was like thirteen, n***a

music video

Your name will be published. Leave fields blanks to remain anonymous.