CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Echo
I pledge allegiance to the land
With freedom and riches for all
With hopes that everybody ball
Uh, yeah, uh, I pledge allegiance
Stick a needle in my eye 'til I stop breathing
We ain't seeing eye to eye, b*t*h, we out beefing
I'm a god, come to knock down your top demon
Retaliation, we expect it in a hurry
Summertime got these n***as getting buried
Ghost towns on both sides, n***as scary
My boy in the county right now fighting murders
I got three hundred thousand, about to jump on a airplane
Soon as I land, I'm in the streets fully activated
Can't drag my feet
I'm a million dollar n***a and that talk sh*t cheap, plus I'm off 5G
We gon' save that for the ho n***as
It's easy, find these marks, then we smoke n***as
B*t*h, what's happening now?, let off a hundred rounds
Lay down the whole crowd
.223 shells echo through the crowd
The homie hit, you gotta go back now
When it's war time, don't nobody be around
Here I come, on my way from outta town
.223 shells echo through the crowd
The homie hit, you gotta go back now
When it's war time, don't nobody be around
Here I come, on my way from outta town
I know you wonder why these sucka n***as smut your name
Why the f**k you think? 'Cause they want your fame
CVO burning rubber when I pound the streets
My little n***as move about a hundred pounds a week
My name's solid, you won't catch me on no paperwork
I got some day one n***as that really hate the turf
Tsk, but I still love it, though
I'm tryna buy the hood, that's what I'm getting money for
I could see the silver lining in the clouds
I sit back and reminisce about the days that I was wild
Now I'm more strategic, better believe it
You could kill me dead right now and still wouldn't beat me
I done planted seeds and yanked out the weeds
I'll point, aim and squeeze with the .223s
Come knocking-knocking-knocking down your block, knocking off heads
I don't care who got what, b*t*h, I got bread
All these sucka n***as talking 'bout who up next
Doing it for the clout, I do it for the check
I'm living life, so when it's done, I ain't got no regrets
I put this sh*t on the map, give me my respect
.223 shells echo through the crowd
The homie hit, you gotta go back now
When it's war time, don't nobody be around
Here I come, on my way from outta town
.223 shells echo through the crowd
The homie hit, you gotta go back now
When it's war time, don't nobody be around
Here I come, on my way from outta town
When you out in traffic
Make sure you stay in them rearviews
And don't let yourself get trapped in traffic
At that red light, you know?
'Cause sh*t get dangerous
I got the only house on the block paid for
That's why I'm the king around here
Yeah, you are the king, unc'
With freedom and riches for all
With hopes that everybody ball
Uh, yeah, uh, I pledge allegiance
Stick a needle in my eye 'til I stop breathing
We ain't seeing eye to eye, b*t*h, we out beefing
I'm a god, come to knock down your top demon
Retaliation, we expect it in a hurry
Summertime got these n***as getting buried
Ghost towns on both sides, n***as scary
My boy in the county right now fighting murders
I got three hundred thousand, about to jump on a airplane
Soon as I land, I'm in the streets fully activated
Can't drag my feet
I'm a million dollar n***a and that talk sh*t cheap, plus I'm off 5G
We gon' save that for the ho n***as
It's easy, find these marks, then we smoke n***as
B*t*h, what's happening now?, let off a hundred rounds
Lay down the whole crowd
.223 shells echo through the crowd
The homie hit, you gotta go back now
When it's war time, don't nobody be around
Here I come, on my way from outta town
.223 shells echo through the crowd
The homie hit, you gotta go back now
When it's war time, don't nobody be around
Here I come, on my way from outta town
I know you wonder why these sucka n***as smut your name
Why the f**k you think? 'Cause they want your fame
CVO burning rubber when I pound the streets
My little n***as move about a hundred pounds a week
My name's solid, you won't catch me on no paperwork
I got some day one n***as that really hate the turf
Tsk, but I still love it, though
I'm tryna buy the hood, that's what I'm getting money for
I could see the silver lining in the clouds
I sit back and reminisce about the days that I was wild
Now I'm more strategic, better believe it
You could kill me dead right now and still wouldn't beat me
I done planted seeds and yanked out the weeds
I'll point, aim and squeeze with the .223s
Come knocking-knocking-knocking down your block, knocking off heads
I don't care who got what, b*t*h, I got bread
All these sucka n***as talking 'bout who up next
Doing it for the clout, I do it for the check
I'm living life, so when it's done, I ain't got no regrets
I put this sh*t on the map, give me my respect
.223 shells echo through the crowd
The homie hit, you gotta go back now
When it's war time, don't nobody be around
Here I come, on my way from outta town
.223 shells echo through the crowd
The homie hit, you gotta go back now
When it's war time, don't nobody be around
Here I come, on my way from outta town
When you out in traffic
Make sure you stay in them rearviews
And don't let yourself get trapped in traffic
At that red light, you know?
'Cause sh*t get dangerous
I got the only house on the block paid for
That's why I'm the king around here
Yeah, you are the king, unc'
