5600 by Kill Isa Lyrics

In north Dallas they be ruthless
Hittin licks man I was crooked
Young & gunnin They was stupid

Got my lungs are filled with Ganja

Another day another day chance to make dollars
When you see me better holla
Still livin life it ain't no tomorrow
Popping these pills then I'm poppin my collar

Sippin swerving with my patnas in a Tahoe not suburban
24s spinnin & I got their heads turnin


Better bet to actin proper
With a pistol pop your pimples
Never let the system Pimp you
Being a victim it's too simple
When the jury go against you
I close my eyes & paint the picture
I write my life, leave out the lies, read it in a scripture
Devil whispering in my ear sayin im gonna get ya
Feel like the dirt I did finally gonna catch up
The hood is filled with rats roaches & these vultures
I was really in the game so now I'm here to coach you

You can try me & im bout it bout it
Yea I'm bout my word bitch I'll die about it
Try to get outta line & I won't allow it

& I refuse to die over ignorance
Beef with me over some money real nigga shit