Lyrics:
smooth
This chopped cheese is from Red Hook
And this Glock was 3D printed in Bangladesh
This shit is international
I'm posted up at the crib-o with
Whassup, motherfucker? yeah it's
The funk dropper, the punk stopper
The trunk popper ready to break
Y'all off something proper
You know I'm
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
world of red
You bring colour in my world of red
You bring colour in my world of red
Red, red
Tired of feeling dead
3 bullets to the head
Close my eyes
All these motherfuckers tryna show you I'm a lesser man
Thinkin' that it's right about time to learn a lesson, fam
We all bleed the same colour in
This that ring on every finger and red bottom shit
Fly shit only
But make sure yo gun packed
And don't try me bitch I'm on point like a thumbtack
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
I'm gone
Go back to being discreet live long
'Til one day, either me or the heat is gone
Come on!
The heat is on (Are y'all really ready to fly)
I'm gone
Go back to being discreet live long
'Til one day, either me or the heat is gone
Come on!
The heat is on (Are y'all really ready to fly)
But shawty, she ready, can't slow down
Shawty so bad, and she goin'
Ride my wave, wе go right by the ocean
(Ocean)
Three or four days and shе found
Black Sheep Five this is Red Dog One come back
This is Black Sheep copy
State your position
Well I'm in zone three but it's lookin pretty
the Buddha bless bless my head and the eyes are red
Comin' for ya, 3-2-1 nice to know ya
You wanted to pop junk
So now it's like a little Vigor
I outta
Capitol
'Cause it was already on the table and 'cause of my relationship with 3H
That, you know, 'cause I told him I was gonna do it, and I'm a man of my
soul, okay
Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway
And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame
Oh, you thought
ready
[Verse 3: Gorilla Zoe]
I'm robbin everything, runnin through ya trap house
First nigga move, turn into da Slaughterhouse
Dats a lot of beef, ya
ready, so ready
I'm a red hot pistol
And I'm ready to fight
I'm a thirty eight special
On a Saturday night
I'm gonna kiss your boo-boo honey
Make it
the cave to play
they on the way, they ready to prey ey
True, try not to overdo
We gotta get paid, I'm afraid I can't waste my time
Gotta stay on the grind,
mind
[Verse 3: Kerry D]
I can tell you’re ready baby
No amateur I expect expert level fucking baby
Keep me cumming so you know that I’m loving it baby
open with a scalpel when she was six months
And said, "I'm ready now bitch, ain't you feelin' these kicks cunt?"
The world ain't ready for me yet, I
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
the Buddha bless bless my head and the eyes are red
Comin' for ya, 3-2-1 nice to know ya
You wanted to pop junk
So now it's like a little Vigor
I outta
I could feel it now
Towel round my head
Taliban knock the building down
High cock blocker i'm a fly top shotter
In my all red rims like a high top
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