Lyrics:
you singing my shit
So what what, what the fuck you talking about?
It don't matter to me if you don't know me now
Cuz in the end I'll get you singing
generation sh*t continues to get better n*gga
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"" K Chrys""
Them L'zzz
Them Lzzzz
Mr Cheeks, K Chrys , Freaky Kah Lost Boyz
""K Chrys""
Everybody
the medical center
And he's trading in his Chevy for a Cadillac
Lac
Lac
Lac
Lac
Lac
You oughta know by now
If he can't drive with a broken back at least he can
niggaz lost
They said i fail off he use to be a boss
They said i fail off he use to knock the soft
They said i fail cus a double cross
They said i fail man
I lost you
But do not act like I had crossed you
'Cause I don't do that
Shots out the back of the lac you get blew back
Nigga I been outside I been
the club like
[Yung Jok]
Every day I'm hustlin'
They think I'm Rick Ross
Just as soon as I fuck 'em
Tell the hos to get lost
A lot of niggas mad
draw better do that
I never lost bet u knew that
Yea been at it since a younsta
Better know where I come from
I was raised by some hustlers
From the land
Pushin' rhymes underground like moonshine
With jump like juke joints
Ridin' like old 'lacs
Down like 4 flats
Shine like gold grills
Curls
to you
You never see the problem but the possible
Never let your problems ever get to you
Even with the problems you're incredible
I could've lost if
chill wit my crew
Who it be mr. cheeks when I sip my nigga brew
And get in, you gets the fan understand
Bouncin, we gets to buzzin forty ouncin
Hit
found
The world's a maze
Get lost, or be amazed
By, by ,by these pretty lies
The truth ahead don't settle in ya eyes
Open 'em wide, don't fall for this
the white walls before I get behind the wheel
Strap on my lap in the Lac it's not concealed
One up top it's cocked when in the field this not a drill
I be
the thing in the back of the 'Lac
In the car, at the bar, gettin' high, want to try
You went out with the heels on the block
Get the nine's all
a normal thang
Some get erased and misplaced, trying to win the race
Some try to hold on to they place, by smoking wit' lace
But see drugs and plastic
Where ass so plump and hips are thick
Where 'Lac trucks sit on 26's
Know where your going or you'll be lost
Found on these plumb trees in the south
the dank and the good ol' drink
What you see, is what the fuck you get
Young Pimp C, baby, coming down real wet
I got a pump in the 'Lac 'cause these
registration?
Get out of the car, man
Man, fuck you
Nigga rollin through my hood with some big fat chains
Didn't know who he was, he musta lost his brain
get an eviction notice
You niggas bogus, gotta keep my mind focused
Lost in the jungle, this animal's ferious
My hyponosis, count my nets and my
Where ass so plump and hips are thick
Where 'Lac trucks sit on 26's
Know where your going or you'll be lost
Found on these plumb trees in the south
God works
Yeah, look how God works
Aye, whatever you gon' do
Just get lost in it (just get lost in it bro)
I went and chose my vibe
And got lost in it
blazer
Ayce necked me by Carrols
Splittin blunts down the middle
Got to get more gars at Velaro
Seen a crowd of lames goin right
So I took a left
can't stop this shit until I'm having fuckin' bands in
And after that
4 by 4 we back to back
Big body, big body Lac on Lac
He got the bands and them
lost my father just the other day
I'm seein' niggas get shot up, hell I got shot, too
Man, you hate me and I hate you, look what this world do
Now watch
or get dead
Get bagged, get prepared to get drilled by feds
Don't speak and when you come home we'll take care of you early
And watch your money triple
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