Talk About It - G Perico

From the pen to the streets

Straight to the hood, same day I got released

Dug up my money, one hundred forty G’s

On the side of the house on 111th East

I’m that nigga where I come from

Niggas call me Scrilla where I come from

It’s a whole gang of killin' where I come from

Ain’t no tellin' who snitchin' where I come from

No parole, I’m free

Every day I used to duck the LAPD

Every play that I make is to motivate the streets

I got pink slips, deeds and LLCs

Rollie on my wrist, I just hit

Success is what it reprsents

Still dressed up lik an east side Crip

Everywhere I go I’m on my east side shit

I learned how to drive in an '85 Cutlass

38th, first gun I ever busted

108th, first time I got busted

Eatin' spreads out the liquor store, I really come from nothin'

I could talk about the life 'cause I live it

I could talk about money 'cause I get it

I could talk about foreigns 'cause I drive those

I could slide through the city with my eyes closed

I could talk about comin' up from nothin'

Made a lot of money, but I’m still in the struggle

I could talk about all types of street shit

And how niggas mad 'cause they thought I wouldn’t be shit (Yeah, uh)

I was writin' four-page letters from a cell

In 2012, givin' niggas hell

In 2012, it was a drought on the yayo

Don’t care what it cost, bring it through, I’ma pay, bro

Slammed the gavel and the judge said, «Case closed»

Hit the county, it was back-to-back fades for me

'Cause I’m from BGC

We beef with the biggest gangs on the street

Hit the back of the dorm, move the bunks out the way

'Fore a nigga get me, I’m tryna knock off his face

Ayy, ayy, Broadway, nigga, get up fool

You got five fades in the back, they all head ups

I could talk about the life 'cause I live it

I could talk about money 'cause I get it

I could talk about foreigns 'cause I drive those

I could slide through the city with my eyes closed

I could talk about comin' up from nothin'

Made a lot of money, but I’m still in the struggle

I could talk about all types of street shit

And how niggas mad 'cause they thought I wouldn’t be shit