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
