Da Yard (feat. JT Money)

Diamond Cutter did it Instrumental I was one of the first young niggas Posted on the block On the grind 365 Getting in around the clock Bought a Snug nose thirty eight Before I ever seen a glock Them boys was at the club I was short stopping them nigga spot Garcia Vega tube That bitch was filled up with rocks Thuggin in the chase Running to cars catching pops My natural Danky taught me how to cook that straight drop When you do it up under water It take a little longer to lock Young nigga nineteen When I saw my first block On seventy five with the work Like fuck a traffic stop So help me God a nigga prayed We made it safe back to the block On 13th with the clean Where I learned to rerock Got a trap in the lakes And opened up shop We was calling money Cho A nigga been running up the gwak Cracker just spent 300 Calling for another yard You can buy the dope soft Or I can cook it turn it hard Big Cho Instrumental Soon as I jumped off the porch I got me a torch Carried a book in school That held my tool Not the fifth but the two five In case shit get live Niggas look me in my eyes And know I ain't to be tried As far as I can remember I been at that bag From snatching and grabbing And bussing out slabs And when it come to that flow You know I be bout it You bout fuck shit and flauging You best to reroute it Hoe shit I can never be bout it Im always Gee Since a jit been bout that life Swear stay away from me But I never been a crash dummy But I stay on go To get that cash money Now connect me with a dread Who had them keys Next thing you know We getting money in Sc Yep I was respected by them ole niggas Cause they know I never fold And never told nigga I run the yard