Lyrics:
her on a flight
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
My side chick got pregnant by her main dude and I'm offended
I called, she ain't
Option the spring cleaner popular being seen
Talking candy I was thinking
Of aquamarine green serve by the empties
Throw it out tha window
I got work
thats
Money on your block
Thats them bread winners got them
Bitches by the flock
If you bout yo hustle I got beans
White and purple weed coke and dope
Bet
thats what i was told In the street life man
They breaking codes young an the old why they preaching
Rules they dont vibe by i know some killaz in them
(Ayy, ayy)
Still blow my pole while the feds on me
I shoot guns, I'm a vet, you sold dope
Let this fully get to go
He gon' blow with no hope
I got camo
Yeah, smooth in the groove
Yo, whassup, man, what's up?
What's goin' on man, what's happenin'?
Yo, whassup? This is the one, Rhythm X, X Calibur
Yo yo check it
Unattached and calm sundaes and pills I palm
with intentions to make it to the league
Intrigued by two letter cars SE's
my hands on finding out my cause
When I look back and I had a dope time
Man I wanna shine let’s get ready for the grind
Man I gotta do my thing god
(Ayo, where's Snoop Dogg?)
I don't know that nigga just went upstairs with that big booty bitch, man
(Ah, he ain't bustin' no nuts on my mama's spread)
(Ayo, where's Snoop Dogg?)
I don't know that nigga just went upstairs with that big booty bitch, man
(Ah, he ain't bustin' no nuts on my mama's spread)
it
Smoking mad Newports cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You
Newports cause I'm due in court
For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat
Lay back baby doll and I'll rock the cock
Funky Fresh I am, and I always can, Freak Nasty
I'm the man
I take you out to the finest restaurant
Buy
by the courts and keep comin'
Dummy, just embracing the dope like it's a woman
You burnin' both sides of the rope and keep pullin'
Tuggin', in
4 OUR NIGGAZ OUT BACK SPENDID TIMES CHASAS
DOPE STACKS GET TO DA BOIS IN THA TRAP LIVIN IN PIMPIN
LETS GET THIS MONEY LIKE WOMEN 2X
U THINK ITS
that's the motto
Every day I wake up, man, I'm grateful
To this LA shit, I'm faithful
I used to rent Juice at the Blockbuster
Turned lemons
came with the plan
I came with a Glock, bullets run out, niggas getting socked off top
We were selling dope, like we was from the rock
Off pot,
out
Pulled your bitch whip, whip
Whip the dope so hard I broke my wrist
Want Migos to do a show, it's gon' be 20 Ms
How the hell
It's 20 M's and it
dope dick down on shawty, I've been servin' raw
They say I'm pussy and they I'm fake, but I say (yeah)
I are who you say I am, yeah (I'm who you say
off of drug talk
(Told you they don't make niggas like the Butcher no more man)
Yeah, uh
In interviews talkin' Plug talk
Got my name off of drug
Ay
Let me kick it to you right quick, man
Not on some gangsta shit man, on some real shit
Anybody done been through the same thing, I'm sure you
and Hamm'
Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man
(But the flow's like dope) So it's on again
Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
Then I charted
and Hamm'
Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man
(But the flow's like dope) So it's on again
Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
Then I charted
The black man's motto, "Kiss my ass!"
Shorties in kindergarten are strapped, ready to blast
All I ever seen was killers and dope fiends
From FEDS Magazine
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