Lyrics:
first and the leads steady pumpin
I ain't gonna leave tha corner till I'm makin a mill plus
Boy comin through and I'm sicka bein in a bus
Fuckin with
startin to grow
(Big Moe)
Out tha backdoor, that nigga named Pokey
Ima comin out the Southside representin tha Three
Im comin down playa made, yeah ya know
steady pumpin
I ain't gonna leave tha corner
Till I'm makin a mill plus
Boy comin through and them sixes be in a bus
Fuckin with that bird, yea we
Gettem
steady pumpin
I ain't gonna leave tha corner
Till I'm makin a mill plus
Boy comin through and them sixes be in a bus
Fuckin with that bird, yea we
Gettem
killed
But I done flipped.. tha fuckin' script.. and played it real
Now I'm dippin'.. an Expidition.. around tha corner
And can do.. just about..
killed
But I done flipped.. tha fuckin' script.. and played it real
Now I'm dippin'.. an Expidition.. around tha corner
And can do.. just about..
killed
But I done flipped.. tha fuckin' script.. and played it real
Now I'm dippin'.. an Expidition.. around tha corner
And can do.. just about..
killed
But I done flipped.. tha fuckin' script.. and played it real
Now I'm dippin'.. an Expidition.. around tha corner
And can do.. just about..
killed
But I done flipped.. tha fuckin' script.. and played it real
Now I'm dippin'.. an Expidition.. around tha corner
And can do.. just about..
and played it real
Now I'm dippin', an Expidition, around tha corner
And can do.. just about, whatever I want
I'm money-rollin', and it's legal
And ain't
Don't fuck around in tha grave and yo
Brains'll be hangin' damaged by
Everyday we see mo' niggaz hatin', fakin', playa hatin'
It's getting contagious,
Lord
Tha power pendulum swings by tha umbilical cord
Shock around tha clock, from noon 'til noon
Men grabbin' they mics, and stuff 'em into tha womb
Yeah
Young Chris, M-E's, Free-Wheez
Tha boy Twista
Holla
My life on tha track (Okay)
Up and comin' state Prop
Check game (That's right)
Get
by my side, who gon' get mission complete (Take off)
Big boss on tha team, ridein' round, wit tha strap (With tha strap)
Boss on tha team where you is
the cut
These niggas out and I rob 'em, they ain't spin around here
We all alone on my block like nobody live 'round here
Tha lights got cut off at my
Like I'm so high, 4 as I lean, wit that thang by my side, it's toe 16
So fresh, so clean, baby boy comin' by down
From them bows to tha wheel, blowin'
on tha corner tryna make a livin'
Tryna make it back home, so we take a pistol
15, mug mean, we was big boys
Clutching on tha big toys, gamble wit' tha
fresh, so clean, baby boy comin' by down
From them bows to tha wheel, blowin' dro feelin' drilled
To them hoes they then feel
Grippin' the grain
From
Tired of this love so please don't flirt
Gun to my head rip to Kurt
Death always comin at tha corner I lurk
Bitch I'm comin for yo life take it deep in
to Compton
They say the new NWA is comin'
Keep your basses bumpin'
Stay away from who fake and frontin'
Try and play me, I'm ma take your face to thumpin'
I'm
squeeze out her knees
Like a ninja said please
Mixin' sauce in tha greez
Goin' up by degrees feel tha breeze
All-state
All-way, get up out tha way
Shawty
Trae tha Truth]
Nah, I don't need these hittas, they gon' turned me into a killer
Tryna flush 'em like a shitter, fire comin' through your pillow
Bet
Who's tha man who's the boss
Who's the nigga that paid the cost
I really don't give a damn
'Cause I ain't the one who's gonna take the loss
around the corner
Cause the little motherfucker has the dopest shows
So one time for my independent women and all the single mothers who be gettin' that
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