5th Ward Boyz 5Th Ward Lyrics

[Chorus]
Sipping on yak and syrup
Blowing big smoke, swerving elbows and vogues to the curb
Sipping on yak and syrup
Blowing big smoke, swerving elbows and vogues to the curb

[Verse 1]
The streets of Fifth Ward gave me heart
And I done seen some f*cked up days on my streets where niggas exchanging
But see, me myself, I'd rather smoke a sack and get blowed
And speak on how the motherf*cking game got sold
To you broke-ass niggas that hide behind the trigga
Can't f*ck with the motherf*cking nigga
'Cause I've been peeping 'round the motherf*cking curb
And gave me dеal to facing keys, I was ready to servе
So now I'm flossing out in here
Sipping on juice and gin in my Benz with a tint
So, you know I hits the freeway on a Friday
Gots to get love for my bitch 'cause it's my day
To check these niggas with the good shit
And the nigga we show love, we don't pull that shit
See we whooping busters' asses 'til they shit they shoes
Running in and out of bitches, giving them hoes the blues
Peep the game, mayne

[Chorus]
Sipping on yak and syrup
Blowing big smoke, swerving elbows and vogues to the curb
Sipping on yak and syrup
Blowing big smoke, swerving elbows and vogues to the curb

[Verse 2]
I got my khakis on creased as I creep down Lous Street
Riding four deep in the Land Cruiser Jeep
Double-oh-seven, how you like me now?
I'm making stacks, driving clean Cadillacs, sipping yak
All the way from Sakowitz to West Street
From Bucktown to Crane, and everything between (Know what I mean?)
Peep the scene up out the record shop, nigga, straight flossin'
Playing dominos with some choice-ass hoes
Now I see Lil Red at the stereo, bumping Fifth Ward remix for the radio
Bet you didn't know my versatility is my specialty, 'cause I got styles after styles, nigga
How you figure? I guess you got your boxers on backwards
Silly rabbit, 'cause the circle gotta have it
Popping that bullshit, get your ass lynched by a sick clique
Straight from the motherf*cking Nick, nigga

[Chorus]
Sipping on yak and syrup
Blowing big smoke, swerving elbows and vogues to the curb Sipping on yak and syrup
Blowing big smoke, swerving elbows and vogues to the curb

[Verse 3]
It's Fifth Ward in the house (Hell yeah!)
Then make some noise, give it all up for your boys
Do the Ward run this motherf*cker? (Hell yeah!) Coming deep out that Circle
Sipping on yak and syrup, blowing big smoke, swerving elbows and vogues to the curb
Gotta try to shake the cops and hit the blocks
'Cause them hoes wanna try to plant them rocks
Ain't that a bitch? A snitch wouldn't last a day
By the way, pass me the Hennessy and Alizé
Hit the weed, then pass a nigga blazé
While your Circle sign in the Adam Parley
I preach that real shit, Jason's Lyric was a movie
A player of the Nicka, bitch, you can't do me
Better try to reverse the game or feel some real pain
Stupid boy, guess my name

[Chorus]
Sipping on yak and syrup
Blowing big smoke, swerving elbows and vogues to the curb
Sipping on yak and syrup
Blowing big smoke, swerving elbows and vogues to the curb
Sipping on yak and syrup
Blowing big smoke, swerving elbows and vogues to the curb

[Outro]
Surprise, you big old bitch
Y'all gonna learn to respect this Fifth Ward Circle shit, you know what I'm saying?
Y'all gonna learn that shit
And you know what?
We ain't gonna be shooting no caps at you local motherf*ckers 'cause y'all ain't shit
You know what I'm saying? We worldwide, you big old bitch
Know what I'm saying?
Check this out, we finna send some shout-outs to some hoods in Fifth Ward
Like that West Street, nigga
Nigga, them Liberty Road niggas, them Coach Apartment niggas
That Brewster Park, Brewster Park nigga
Them pirus, them niggas in the Bottom (Bottom)
Nigga know down Plains, Coach Apartment
Brewster Park, Jungle Park, nigga
Fielding Park, Lockwood
We ain't gonna lie, nigga
I don't know if they on Lockwood
Ten Mile Street boys, the Lous Street boys, nigga!
Where we run this shit
Ray J, tell them hoes, nigga
It's a Circle thing
We run this shit!
Circle thing, you bitch! (Fifth Ward, Fifth Ward, Fifth Ward)