Lyrics:
Head I gotta hit ya right back
They got trackers on my Beamer and my Nextel tap
He got dat syrup and dat work man who tellin' dat?
Switch dat purple up
the toaster
Tie u da back of a truck by ya loafers
Bouta do the dash make it drift
Roller coaster
Way more fun
Than the gun in my holster
Lawd what u doin
I
Whu
(scratches by just blaze)
Who you lovin' who you want to be huggin'
Role wit nigguz that be thuggin buggin He
*Repeated Several Times
on da couch
I gotta fuck her good for I bounce
She want da cum every ounce
She love a Nigga wit clout
Use to fuck wit dem clowns
She found a Nigga who
and mayonnaise, and we smoke always
Passing by these haters like we got all A's
[Backbone]
Say say say say Crack, what's the word on the street?
Nothing but
Damagin' all who peek, line 'em all in the street
I'll do 'em one at a time wit' one line on one beat
Say ya almost gold, that's what I sold in one week
oh, you didn't know ?
it's dem boys dirty, dirty
act n wit dirty, dirty
he go by that bloody, bloody
six feet deep in muddy, muddy
you neva was my buddy
want no problems we soldiers
(chorus)
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
(big ed)
I hit you wit the -
to be a friend to me
Best believe I'll take y’all out, yo I sever at will
Keep it 101 like Cruella DeVille
Shut up, play ya role like it's a veteran’s
Caulkin' my shit
Who you think you fuckin' wit?
I said recognize the mutha fuckin' Mobb hoe
I don't know nothin', juss' heard poppin' by the door
Who
the terms chicks are like cars,
Well I treat bitches like drinks,
When I step in the club and by out tha bar,
So let me quench my thirst wit you
like
But I'ma lady, who will pull a stunt though
I kill suckas, and even hit the block
So what you want to do?
Ya must play it wrong(ay yo)
Cause
like
But I'ma lady, who will pull a stunt though
I kill suckas, and even hit the block
So what you want to do?
Ya must play it wrong(ay yo)
Cause
like
But I'ma lady, who will pull a stunt though
I kill suckas, and even hit the block
So what you want to do?
Ya must play it wrong(ay yo)
Cause
Gassed up now u back on tryin to roll rock
Rollin dice wit ya life, Gettin hype wit ya wife, I bet i hit u in the chest make ya soul shock
Think he fresh
little broads, sayin' you was seen
Wit' little niggaz wit' a chain you was doin' ya thing
How high was I? You the thousandth guy
That came around
niggas get tried, survivable, nobody liable,
I got caught by 5-0, grandmama came to court wit her bible,
But when the judge hit the gavel, too far from
wit ya mental, praises been due
Thanks praise what I've been to, it's real
Sign by the 'Ville, dude without a deal
With God I'm survivin', it's
All I know is that I gotta keep it real wit ya
Lost it all before but now I’m tryna build wit ya
We been acting hella distant what’s the deal wit
Fuckin wit da Winnin' Team Cole Music bitch
Look who Back again
Cole Music bitch look who back Again
Put to da test I'm at my best
Get it by any means
Hatin…On Another Man…Dat Is Ya…Internal Problem
I…Came Thru….Wit Da Purple Gas…
& Bad Bitch…Who Gotta Ass
——————————————————————
Wanna Smoke…Wit Me…Can’t
Your kinda young, so of course you had to call replace
Hang up in my face, it's a sad case
So who ya man dippin the dollars, what
Yup, for puttin
a pet peeve of mine
If I'm doing dirt I roll by myself cuz I ain't got time to be dropping dimes
Betta watch who ya hang wit
Cuz ya home boy will wet cha
Who's fly in rap? I in fact
By myself, no one behind the attack
And fuck Sound Scan, I ain't BUYING that
Cause y'all sell em to the stores then buy 'em
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