Lyrics:
Pull up by my place and
(Bitch) , big Chief Sosa bakin' (Sosa baby)
I'm ridin' Lambos with no license
(Skrrt) , A lot of bitches no wifin' (Nah)
All my
Buck & 50, I'm Ridin Shotgun with the Mac 11, this the Remix homie Stunt 1-8-7, before I lose my life, for that dime embezzled, I'll tint the window with
(sloppy)
On the block by myself, I ain't worryin' 'bout shit, I'm cocky (cocky, pussy)
Big 4l, pussy
Spray the block down, turn the car 'round
When we
Niggas wan' play like "Oh what it is"
Talkin' like "That nigga know what it is"
But when 44 come, that shit don't come
That nigga gon' run bang
Get
anybody and any, wit every fuckin dime, every penny
What a pity how we live in the city
livin greedy, livin selfish, rebellious witta spirit that is
Gang
I'm on my grind, that's all of the time
I'm chasing a check I just follow the signs
God had a plan it was all by design
He made me an offer i
pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry
Steady on pace, that's no lie, he ain't one of dem, make room when he come by
Always on point like bullseye, ten toes down to the code that I die by
you stand close to the woofer
Betcha get sprayed by my lecture
Any club with ladies or dimes, I'm a regular
Give it up smooth, I ain't beggin ya
not same
I'm at sky level
This is Big Bang
Been out here grinding doing big thangs
First one to copt that big range
Back in 2012 ain't shit changed
But
In my headphones
Homie I bang a little bit of Big, little bit of Pac in there
In my headphones
Keep me a little Hov, little Face, little bit of Nas
keratina
hagamos un junte como Yankee y Pina big flow y el gloss de esta mina
con mi carita de diablo combina
Sad sad, a su cabeza like bang bang esta rehén
If you see a faded sign by the side of the road that says
15 miles to the, Love Shack! Love Shack yeah
I'm headin' down the Atlanta highway, lookin'
literally big bro
Now big dough, New Orleans for short, see that's a big no
Big hand, chokeslam rappers, they want the Big Show
My big bang theory's
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope
Rat niggas all got to die
Text my phone on that hot shit stop all that you get no reply
Big weight we ain’t talking dimes
On a chase better shoot
the bank (bank)
Lil murders from the hood shhiitt we gon bang (bang)
Rich gang
Rich gang
Big Bank
Shawty started fucking on a nicc tryna hang (hang)
I done
vibe
She keep that ass to the sky
Heart so cold like outside
Lost so many folks dat I can't even Cry
I just give thanks for the ones by my Side
Cross my
pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry
invades hell
Same shit different strategy to escape jail
But first I gotta show my worth to em
By doing that show the rest that I'm worse them em
By worse
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your
of jawns
No Snapchat allowed onboard
Fresh off tour
That's flights, ten racks plus more
Peng girl, big back, of course
Bait face, still bang for
leave a nigga in the Thames
Floating down the embankment up to Tilbury
Whoever you are you still bleed
Run up on man, hold the gun up and bang
(bang) lick
like
Uh bang first, play second, aim first, prey second
Make dirt, day Heaven
I'm a crack baller, straight sevens mack holder
Spray seven at your back
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