Grady Songtext
von Slimesito

Yeah, you know how we rockin′, nigga
50 gang shit, nigga (50)
No white flags, on gang (You know how we rockin')
Mob ties shit, yeah
Sito, Sito, Sito


Gettin′ to the money, that's on the daily
Niggas talkin' down, but that shit don′t faze me (Gang)
Real street nigga, that′s the way they raised me (Straight up)
Took his ass out, now he tryna erase me (Slime)
Real street nigga, I can't let her play me
All of my shooters, they really go brazy (Brra, brra)
Two sticks, I keep that shit on the daily (Two sticks)
Real jefe, nigga, you can′t replace me (Jefe)
Casok took his ass out, nigga, he ain't brazy
Two Glocks on me, nigga, you can′t play me (Two Glocks)
Shot his ass out, now his ass in Grady (Brra)
Took his ass out, yeah, I did him shady (Slime, slime)
Been in the trenches since I was a baby (Trenches)
Back then, I was showin' like McGrady
Loyal to the gang, nigga, you can′t trade me
Loyal to the gang, nigga, you can't trade me (On gang)
Took a nigga chain, I made the nigga pay me (Slime)
Can't trust shit ′cause this shit get shiesty
Say he don′t like me, but he ain't gon′ fight me
Get a nigga checked like he rockin' Nike
Got a lil′ slime bitch and she so shiesty (Slime)
Took his ass out, now his ass don't like me
Everybody in my gang, you know they grimy (On gang)
Gangway shit, all my niggas slimy (Gangway)
Two sticks on me, I can′t let 'em try me (Two sticks)
Know real killers and they stay beside me (Killers)
Everybody in my gang be catchin' bodies
Got two Glocks, I can′t front nobody (Two Glocks)
Got two killers rockin′ shit like Nazis
Real mob ties, I'm movin′ like a Gotti
Sippin' on lean and I′m in the sprinter (Lean)
Sticked up, nigga, I can't front no nigga (Sticked up)
Up the fire on me, I will not surrender (Brra, brra)
In all black, I′m feelin' like a ninja (All black)
Two Glocks on me, I'm a born sinner (Yeah)
He not no real shooter, he is a pretender (On gang)
Run him off the block, he is no real nigga
That shit got real, we put him in the blender
Brra, I just shot in front his niggas
We chop shit up, nigga, like it′s Triller
All this codeine fuckin′ up my liver (Codeine)
My right-hand man is a contract killer
AK on me, I'm a project nigga (AK)
All red with them niggas, feel like Thriller
Big Bs and you know it′s nothin' bigger (Big Bs)
Beam on the Glock, I gave it to my hitter (Red beam)
Trap bands on me, lookin′ like a dealer
Bro got a stick, but he ain't no killer