6 Baronne Awk Awk Lyrics by U.n.l.v.

6 Baronne Awk Awk

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up
Nigga get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay

First verse
{tec-9

Chillin on the set with the fully automatic tec
Never was caught slippin thats how I got my respect
I pop em up pop em up watchin bleed to death
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya takin yo last breath
Now everybody comin up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody comin up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody comin up to be the rulers and gangsters
But Im a tell you who the real fuckin killer is
Its an third ward nigga its an third ward nigga
Yes its an third ward nigga got the bitches and money
While Im chillin on the corner Im a get fucked up
My nigga t got a forty and brought two cups
Lil ya is chillin yella is thuggin and talkin on the phone
And Im chillin on 6th and baronne they call us
U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we comin straight out the
Fuckin one two three let a bitch rub up on us
Im a load my chrome fat gangster lil somethin
Bout 6th and baronne

Second verse
{lil ya

I was chillin on the corner of 6th and baronne
With a forty in my hand and about to get tore
I got my dope stash and a tec on my side
For them jokin mutherfuckers who be doin drivebys
For them pussy ass niggas Ive been tryna kill
I got a bullet proof vest and its made of steel
For you sissy ass niggas thinkin they hard
I get my tec and my nine and bout to pull yo car
When a niggas on the set we makin money again
Drinkin forty red bullets smokin boo-koo weed
Its fucked up gettin drunk makin money havin fun
Five-0 come but our dirt is all ready done
This is the place I call my mutherfuckin home
Cuz Im chillin on 6th and baronne

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up
Nigga get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay

Third verse
{yella boy

Here comes an hard head rapper bout to crush yo phone
My name is yella boy no not sylvester stallion
Born and raised in third because thats my home
Theres not another gangster set like 6th and baronne
Because the bitches peepin out seven days a week
I wait for the first and third to get paid ya see
My boys in rumors creepin up but I just dont care
This is live or die sucker no not you thug there
I ride on other gangsters turf and need a gangstas fit
Cash money means ya got to stay legit
Throwin paper in the air a quarter now an ounce
Then I call my dog bitch take her to wall street and make her bow
All the gangsters in the hood be up to no good
Pack the mutherfuckin chrome smoke boo-koo weed now ya feel good
Im down for a gangster strap cant you tell
I know a buildin down with me of the melph a mene and del a rell
Tec-9, lil ya me myself yella boy we all third ward soldiers
Not no child or little boys Im makin big bank and packin the chrome
[why] because Im a gangster from 6th and baronne

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up
Nigga get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay

Forth verse
{tec-9

Growin up was hard but it all paid off well
I was only eleven when I started to sell
6th and baronne was the set that I sold rocks
Drinks done went crazy because Im servin the block
Now Im on the run I guess I got to go
I slipped and sold to an undercover five-o
They say they got a reward if ya know where Im at
But Im gonna make it hard for em because Im packin a gat
Now I never was the type to run away from my home [why]
Because Im a nigga from 6th and baronne

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up
Nigga get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay

Fifth verse
{lil ya

I was chillin on the corner strapped with the fuckin chrome
Makin boo-koo money on 6th and baronne
All the junkies gather around and come see the man
I got big twenty flippers and za peter in my other hand
B 3 by my side he got dope to in a long fuckin lincoln
Yes he strapped with a twenty two
Tec is in the house chillin with moe
While kerri on the floor doggin doggin
Doggin a ho chellas in the house chillin
With lamb while ronda with keisha
With them bitches they dont give a damn
Gettin her haircut from sue tyra got a bitch
You know what to do baby is on there other end
Stunn on the pay phone and Im chillin on
6th and baronne

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up
Nigga get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay

Sixth verse
{yella boy

I got to watch my damn back
For the robbers and the gangsters
Like in the fuckin pin I draw my knife
Then I shank ya because I know I got to handle that
Because some niggas tryna creep up bests believe I got my gat
You will never catch me slippin cuz the leather keep flippin
Try to play and my product man ya must be trippin
Cuz a gangster out that third pushin to much pain
Comin weak that ho shit bitch you a rookie at the game
Theres a dollar to made so best believe a playa call it
Disrespect my damn set watch yo back against the puppet
Im takin no shorts in the game of dope ya better come correct
Sucker cuz this shit aint no joke that boo-koo money in land
I got to have it in my hand got to make a hundred gees
Just to be then nigga again because Im makin big bank
And packin the chrome [why yella] because Im a gangster
From 6th and baronne

Chorus

I say boot up or shut up
Nigga get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah wootay