X-raided Lyrics - Sac-a-indo (where Im From) lyrics

Sac-a-indo (where Im From) lyrics (Lyrics)

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[Verse 1]
Where Im from hell ah niggas is bitches
In Southside Sacramento mouth dry cause ah sacs ah the indo
Where jealous niggas get stitches they mouths wide,
When we crack em wid pistols and celibate bitches
develop addiction and didnt keep they mouth,
quiet when we fuck em and kick em, out the telly,
Tell us we trippin but she just another victim
develop a suckers for crippin ya heard Gordon Block,
Ima keep bailin and flippin birds till my heart stop
Depart from carlots, and brand new car tops
Observe yo bitch face, observe the big face
Spark glocks to clip hate and nigga like some split ends
Puff herb drunk drive wreck, we switch Benz
Neglect yo bitch kids I, fuck her with them in the room
And damn how pregnant she is I,
fuck her with them in the room, doggystyle
Lets part it slip it in and fuck with the pain
If your, kid is boring starting this is cause Ive been
pumpin his brain,
Dogging em out cause in the S outh we smash
and dont discriminate we sprayin clips
My house as big as cess pools without sayin shit
Eliminatin the hatin wid torturous behaviour
And only, trustin my cousins till the Lord come and save us

[Chorus: x2]
When ya down wid me (nigga!)
If ya clown wid me (nigga!)
Nothin browns only green!
Blow pounds with me (nigga!)
You can ride wid me (nigga!)
Do or die wid me (nigga!)
Whatever town homie gleam!
When you shine with me (nigga!)

[Verse 2]
Where Im from a gang ah triggers get squeezed
And a gang ah niggasll bleed
if you motherfuckas get to claimin you Gs
Im flamin you weenies like pussy wid a dangerous disease
Like Im a clamidia, from the city ah the, bangenest Gs
And it burns like, concrete at a hundred degrees
So fuck with me if you wan be in monstrous beef
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Hamburger Hill my, scrambler serve and cheat
And where Im from pain is all ah nigga deserve and feel
I bend savvy, niggas think five hundred got me paid
Fantastic!, forty claibre burn ya like colli grade man drastic,
Shitll get crackin when I get gat and mask and clips
And leave niggas dead in the street like mad caskets
And Ima keep creepin for niggas grills (strike sicc say)
And Ima keep teachin niggas to kill like Sensi
I drink Hen straight and look for a jaw law to bend
Misanthropy, raided and Dogg is like all men
Yall bein bent under pressure like bad pipes
So I leave ya lookin like Tony Lopez after a bad fight
Light it up, leave him holy wid no head shot him up
Mop him up, and to be sure we know he dead chop him up

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Where Im from all my homies is shinin
You provoke the wrong loc ended up
tacked broke lonely and grindin
Half you niggas ah get smacked wid gats infront ah ya folks
and choked til I leave handprints on both sides ah ya throat,
Dime is blindin yall niggas like sunray s,
Gun rays, bustin, make your vision green like concussion
Gun spray, wettin niggas up like a sprinkler
Have your heart flashin on and off like a blinker
Smashin it up, opposite direction on the runway
Rushin, in and outta traffin causin collisions that crash
and the copsll get blast wid no discretion,
Shootin slugs in and outta asses like erections
And take off like jets on the runway
Shootin thugs wid weapon out and givin up confections
to the graphics you gon play, gun play
Teachin them niggas lessons like classes
And we keep them niggas stressin guessin
wonderin when we catch em

[Chorus]