Fronting on 31st Street

[Trigger]

its just a song, so i hope u guys like it

yo yo see where i'm from not to many ppl are seen around,
u try starin a mutha fuka out ur gonna get beat down to the ground,
4 lookin at someone the wrong way u'll get tossed in the dog pound.
i suggest when u rome the street,
double check urslef, make shur ur packin heat,
u can't defeat, my ppl r so silent on their feet.
we run up from the rear,
dissapear, no dought that shits cleraly clear.
oh and shit even tho ur on ur block,
still make shur u and ur bouyz r clutchin glocks,
we r short tempered thugs and we wont hesitate to shoot up ur block
always be wearin two mutha fukin vest's
we be the criminals that will own ur projects,
shootin 20inch hollow tip bullets all up in ya chest,
u need to rest, cause u r know fukin around with the best,
aint no test, ur know rumblin wit the 31st family crest.
we were born and raised to fight 4 the taste of thug blood,
and u'd be an easy target cause the shit ur spittin is a dud,
yayo bud, ur gonna get tossed around actin like you's a stud.
and we wont stop after killin just you,
ur brother, mother, father, daughter will die beside you too,
tru, all this bein said isnt up to u its up to me and my crew.
now b4 i live one more thing needs to be said,
u run ur mouth, stunt ones ur gonna be dead.
gather as many of ur tightest hommies as u can, but u cant defeat,
the most tighest of tight, the long lost bro's from 31st street

i hope who ever read this liked it
ne words would be very much apprecieated
thx