Lyrics:
to earn my stripes like I played with the Bengals
I'm in the zone, homes, going for the two point conversion
I'm so hood that Ludacris should have been
the belly, we going to see if you going to stomach it
You vomited all over the concrete
The real niggas live all the pussies is lunch meat
Yeah this is my hood
they only call you when they Need it
And I'm the type to call it how I see it and I don't really need it
My momma be like boy you need Some Jesus
Cuz
I do not run cuz the way that im steppin
Get to the telly i dont even checkin
Open ya bag and look what i just left in
2 twin 9s and new mac 11
See
Yeah, Wise here the moon is going down
That's how this be
Baconator crocodiles and alligators
Site A Lineups and Sova Baiters
My mom said no so I
Fighting different shit day by day Kinda hard to concentrate
Feelings going M.I.A. I just wanna elevate
For my dreams I will not play I'll do
the street jumped off
The car in 9-0 I was wearing all white capisque had my 501's, five dunkie rolls
Couldn't be saved by john the pope the m-a-c and k from
you was coked up.
By my z'd up, whatever the fuck; who gives a fuck? You get fucked.
My coalition specialises in collision.
The clash
and Mac on the hip extending the range
I need to see what this pain can really produce I'm going insane
Same way that I did it back then, same way I'ma do
Might make a couple tracks just like it when I get hot
When the beatdrop nigga beatboxing
In school I'd keep the heat by me
In my free time I just
woman
I just wanna
Show my love and my gratitude
I just wanna, yeah three
Show my love and my gratitude
This one for y'all
I see you going thru a lot, but
act-needy
An I won't be the thanksgiving for the black Friday
Only like holidays uh, if I get to see my fam
Baby let's bring vegan food to my aunt crib we
Smoking on gas you can tell by the smell
Fuck wit my dawgs imma sit in that cell
Since you a demon I send you to hell
Give him the ball and yk he going sell
I'm going to, change your lifestyle, make your ex well
I'm asking right now, you're going to put the Mac down
Girls can act wild, but there ain't no
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
at the dough
The more dough I get, its getting to folk
I'm going for the king with the crown
Get down or get it now
See goliath in the crowd, you know deebo
my eyes, no, I cannot see
Number (N) ine all on me i feel like a nazi
I get bands, I get bands that's for certain
Think we cool, we ain't gang
We ain't
about our times baby
And real recognize true hearts
I played my cards right
I'm the king of hearts girl
Royal flush and you in my life
She's always
my motivation
So every night, all I see is them four faces
I think about traveling and going different places
I stay positive regardless
Baby my baby my babe
My babies my family my friends my faith
That even my enemies will be saved
See you in Heaven
See you in Heaven
Baby my baby my
on
Take a pic on my Mac Phone
I'm double faced baby i'm two tone
I drop it and tell em i'm back home
And she suck the dick till the Morning, yeah
Casamigos
in the black Cadillac
And the bubbles in the Hummer truck
When you see a nigga cruise through
Niggaz try to jack you and loose my coop is by
is pick you up and split a wood wit ya
But its rumors going round that the whole hood hit ya
Been seeing her for a minute, frontin like she shy
Now my
terro tin in.
lika homicide. like a tis dow like a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
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