Lil Herb

Lil Herb - On The Corner lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

I reload on that corner

Momma told me, please stay off that corner

Thinks that we from California, on that corner

Plus, that liquor store is right there on that corner

Ooooo, ho, hustlers keep my homie down on that corner

Y’all get caught, first kids, on that corner

I’m besides you, I can’t fail, puff that corner

Shout out to my niggas on that corner

(Verse)

My momma told me, baby, please stay off that corner

Yeah, it’s crazy, she knew how the police stay on that corner

Cause shawty when my gada told them ease up on that corner

But shawty ain’t out there, she gon’ blow for me, that’s what’s on that corner

Yeah, for nothin’ ova here, gotta keep a gun ova here, but don’t come ova here

Cause we got them drugs ova here, the drum ova here, you don’t wanna hear

The drum ova here. Fourty rounds, man down, so best get out, run for nun ova here

You don’t wanna see the lights in your face, I ain’t talking a parade walk,

Talking real pipes in your face, ran other pipes in his sprain

It’s nice when they say, high deal, kill a nigga, ‘till you gotta kill a nigga

Roll a dice, play it safe

War down on the block, pull a round up on the Glock,

Hit the lights, watch out for the jakes

Niggas blind, run the streets, watching mass up

Niggas gotta wiped at the Apollo, holler

Put the odds, let them swallow, then we got ‘em

Please forgive me, Father!

(Hook)

(Verse)

Probably the only one that don’t need lawyers

Niggas know we finessing on normal

All you is cool, no informers

When I come on first case, niggas pointing

Niggas snitching, I kill you, that’s pointless

And I lost some niggas to that corner

Work the packs, I was hugging that corner

Jaguar, tryna sneak on that corner

Hell, nah, I ain’t going like that

Shootouts, tonight we strapped

All this clear, I’ll be right back

Sent shots, we sending them right back

Rap hand, take the pigeons, don’t laugh

It’s the grime that get your lights stashed

I know a lot of niggas that are down like that

I’m talking state drop, no act

All drink, I don’t pull down a nigga’s stow

I move, on my life, all the missing dough

And if you here, leave the battle like a mistletoe

RP to them niggas that we’re missing, though

Me and her, one word, that’s sad

Clean the money, all the reason niggas rap

Don’t rap, just ride back to the trapping

On the corner, day and night, no lucky star

(Hook)

(Verse)

Know me, y’all niggas smoking weed

Nightmare right then and there corner

100D, read shit, 30 clips, if he cocky,

Get flipped on that corner

Boy rock, all the pipes and skulls

If you get Vitto and Tito

Real niggas from A long time ago

Down right n them corners

A lot of niggas, they join ‘em

A lot of niggas start pointing

Me and Mac had to get it on the grind and

Damn, lot of niggas get choices

Boy, I remember them nice

I started hearing their voices

Telling me to slow down, I ain’t give no attention

Cause I’m down with that corner

I wasn’t in it for attention or a name

I ain’t in it for the money or the fame

I ain’t in it for myself, I ain’t in it for my hell bitch

I’m in it for my niggas with a game

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