Lyrics:
at the spot
Put the pistol to his dome watch a motherfucker feet talk
Let the beat rock
Rolex on my tick tok
I got 20 naked bitches senoirtas
Catch a body
I did too
I think it's time that we win
They took one
We gone take three that's just how we spin
Fly out to another city next month with a twenty ball
shit to the floor
Ito ay sari sari store
Just drop that shit to the floor
Ito ay sari sari store
Four stack three stack two Stack one
I got robbed by
I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady
Shit I'm doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me
Shit killin? me
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
Water ice
Yellow lights
Flashing big, that’s way too bright
My boys dogs but we don’t bite
Talk that shit well then we might
Water ice
Yellow lights
growing up that's depressing
This shit perplexing
May the best win
Bitch, I'm destined
You talk about your work too much
Well show me how you ride BMX
walk she like the way i talk
An when my phone ring she no its a money call
Taking money calls cus the placing orders kuddy riding by deuce n a quater
my dirt
I can’t tell on my self
I hang with them Killers
But I hangout pop out by myself Keep it on me that shit on me Pistols on me like a belt
I
This shit do or die
this no suicide
she run through the night
she run through the night
bitch like who am i?
bitch talk so precise
why act so
If I call you my sister that means I love you
From Cali to Philly
We all struggle
It's been twenty plus years it's all hustle
And without Gods grace
Bitch I'm traumatized
And where I'm from watch how you move can't make my momma cry
And if I do I take him too that's double homicide
Shit ain't
some ignorant bitch (Shit)
I call that getting swindled and pimped (Shit)
I call that getting tricked by a business
That shirt's hella dope
seldom in the company of bitches
Plus the concepts I depict, so visual, that you can kiss
Each and every trick or bitch, inside the shit I kick
My
then go play pool at the bar
After that take my shit over to bennys for water
I talk to Bell he said you talk to BK, I said no not today
I said you
dissed you
See my n****s we ain't into that
N****s d**k riding in the group chats
N****s out here really doing that
That's hoe sh*t that's a f**kin
And the blunts are gone
I really couldn't stunt too long
Before my shit got took again
And shit, I think I could pretend
That I was coolin, but you knew it
When
yeah)
Finna do some real shit y'all never seen me do
They call me the bad guy (Bad guy)
Thinks it's time to pull up on them niggas in that Jaguar
And act
Let's get this shit over with
He ain't even show up (These These)
These niggas all talk
They do that shit for attention
But stay out my mentions (I le I
Mister Cee, 'nuff of them cats
See, this rap shit came at a time that was accurate
Twenty-something years later, I mastered it
Seen light poles get used
play for keeps in the city that I come from
Niggas talk shit from out of town, but they don't want none
If you think you want some, then go ahead
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill, y'all
Now that you know me, I'm only out to leave you broke an' lonely
I find a stupid hoe an' talk her ass
Bobbin' Weavin' Whitney, uh
Drippin' and sippin' & no bullshittin' uh
No Scottie Pippen, uh
Hope they hear me, uh
Hope they feel me uh
I meant that shit
kak girl, it's all they know
They talk about us and we talk about growth
Let's talk about all of the hoes that we been in
Slipping on the edge it's
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