this song randomly popped up in my head just now. in reality the folks having clout was from them holding it down for tutu while locked up. they was too consistent.
"Stay with straps.. Hollows hit that nigga we aint playin that...Lay em flat.. If u spin my block boy u aint spinin back .. Speakin facts.. All up in my lungs is that GG pack..If u try to run up we gon figi that..We gon bend they block and keeep repeatin that"
