Al Capone
AP Nollie
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Yup Yup Yup Al Capone Ok Uh Bitch got a body like Nia Long I'ma big dawg so she begging for me to bone This shit so hot play it wrong get yo speakers blown This shit too hot who the f*ck left the heater on Hit him with fire bet his ass leave that heat alone Turnt up my grind with the plays, turnt my savage on I stuff 3.5 of that cake in a Al Capone Yuh Uh And I just Chris Loub'd my feet On my chest is a few at least I'm in the jets with the tool like GLEE I been having all this P When a big dog bark don't speak When the bullshit start don't flee These niggas look fraud to me Go like me Pussy niggas talmbout they don't like me Yeah that nigga prolly wear his clothes like me Got a roll but he ain't got a roll like me Been had the muscle don't flex to me Niggas always stealing my recipe A peon could never stand next to me So you better have a check if u checking fa me Huh-Huh Patek Phillipe uh 40 ball for my neck to leak uh Big stripes big referee Got some niggas who can't wait to blow tecs for me I been going up with respect Uh I been turning up with baguettes Uh I been having motion I'm bool with the dough But I'll walk in that club and I do what I want Nigga F*ck a promoter This Nigga act like he Tough Tony Lift up my eye like The Rock he a jabroni Thought he was hot bought a glock threw a switch on it Ain't port the top when he popped that bitch glitched on him He dropped the Glock tryna rock on the opps an dey blitzed homie Ion give no f*ck bout yo roll I'ma big homie You gotta come off yo soul if you snitch on me I hit the mufuckkin' store with a 10 on me Whole bunch of diamonds an boulders an shit on me Redid my ice Triple the price I wanna go where the living is nice Take some risk on the road fo you get the shit right If uon wanna roll em then gimme the dice Nigga Gimme the dice Yeah yeah Aye Ok Uh Bitch got a body like Nia Long I'ma big dawg so she begging for me to bone This shit so hot play it wrong get yo speakers blown This shit too hot who the f*ck left the heater on Hit him with fire bet his ass leave that heat alone Turnt up my grind with the plays turnt my savage on I stuff 3.5 of that cake in a Al Capone Yuh Uh And I just Chris Loub'd my feet On my chest is a few at least I'm in the jets with the tool like GLEE I been having all this P When a big dog bark don't speak When the bullshit start don't flee These niggas look fraud to me
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