Marathon Paroles

Let off some steam, huh, let off some steam (Yeah)
Get that shit off your chest, where's your team? (Where's your, what?)
Aimin' for your head, fuck your vest (Fuck your vest, ooh)
We do no AK's, fuck your TEC (Fuck your TEC, ooh)
We carry Glocks, no Rugers (No Rugers, yeah)
Nigga gettin' popped, won't shoot us (Won't shoot us, yeah)
Know this shit won't stop (Stop), niggas gettin' killed 'round here
Dirt on my block (Yeah)

Don't get this shit misconstrued, niggas be killin' dudes
Niggas be packin' big tools (Ooh), I don't know what they do
I am from the East side (East side), that shit bigger than a beehive
Niggas be carryin' that 5's, niggas be shooting' at niggas, no lie
I cannot tell no lie, in the streets, know this shit was so hot
I seen a lot of OG play with they pot when I whip out that fire
Know I'm a young nigga, and I'm slime for this shit, and I don't know why
I'ma keep it real, I done see a nigga testify
Teardrops and fade, nigga, you ain't killed nobody
Nigga wanna fake gangbang 'til it's time to go kill somebody
Gotta put in the work for this shit, nigga, ask about it (Ask about it) This one chasin' me, gotta get money by any means
Gotta go sell that cream, on the block, gotta serve to them fiends
Niggas don't know what they doin', slimeball gotta sell 'em a dream
And I know she fuck with me so hard, but I know I sold her a dream
Cheatin' on her nigga, she with me, just let off some steam

Let off some steam (Baby), let off some steam (Yeah)
Get that shit off your chest, where's your team? (Where's your, what?)
Aimin' for your head, fuck your vest (Fuck your vest, ooh)
We do no AK's, fuck your TEC (Fuck your TEC, ooh)
We carry Glocks, no Rugers (No Rugers, yeah)
Nigga gettin' popped, won't shoot us (Won't shoot us, yeah)
Know this shit won't stop (Stop), niggas gettin' killed 'round here
Dirt on my block (Yeah)

Gotta keep your eye open, watch out for them cops
And you gotta watch your back, watch out for them opps
And you gotta watch your partner's friends, get ya popped
Loyalty over everything, they know how I rock
Never change for no fame, still on my block
Say when you get money that you're 'posed to leave the block
When I got enough money, I'm comin' to buy the block
From the bottom to the top, steppin' in my penthouse
Gucci flops, bad bitches walkin' round, no panties in them Gucci socks
Presidential Rollie, gotta check the clock
Smokin' on the Cuban, and I'm on a yacht
And that Cuban filled up with ganja, more ganja
Big blunts, you know I just stuff 'em and puff 'em
Baby lookin' good to me, Young Nudy got to fuck her
Done with your [?], and baby, I won't cuff ya
Man tryna shoot at me 'bout pussy, I don't, uh-uh

Let off some steam, let off some steam (Yeah)
Get that shit off your chest, where's your team? (Where's your, what?)
Aimin' for your head, fuck your vest (Fuck your vest, ooh)
We do no AK's, fuck your TEC (Fuck your TEC, ooh)
We carry Glocks, no Rugers (No Rugers, yeah)
Nigga gettin' popped, won't shoot us (Won't shoot us, yeah)
Know this shit won't stop (Stop), niggas gettin' killed 'round here
Dirt on my block (Yeah)