Lyrics:
high
Be like by bitty bye biddy biddy byebye
Put the blunt down, here's the rundown
Riding sundown slide us out the front
Ill get you high, won't
H-Town mob figgas
Rob niggas, on the block affiliated with drug dealers
Go getters, and a hundred percent thug niggas
You don't want to step to us, you
(water)
Watch really hittin', ain't no funny camera tricks (ain't no app)
Gettin' chewed up by my lil' hispanic bitch (como estas)
No you can't spend
on lock
It ain't gon' stop
Say hello to the man who saved hip hop
You hear my name so hot, I got the game on lock
You niggas keep floppin', but i remain
Man
You know they can’t slow down (No)
I used to bag up the points
My whole team on business but
I’m running point (Yea)
Leader s*** I spent Bands
a jit don't understand it
But it taught me something I'll never forget if you ain't walk with me
You can't be on set if you ain't rob for me you can't
and big bro, "stay away from the game"
But always keep our guns close and get good with our aim
Everything we do is major that's included with pain
Dad
on your fist thinkin', "oh man, I hate him"
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
I can't stand it, no
I can't stand it, no
I can't stand it
I can't stand it
HAVE A CAR SO CANT DEFEND AND THEN...
BAD MAN ROBS AND THEN, LIVES ARE LOST AND WHEN
WE ALL BLAME POLICE NOT POLITICIAN MAN THEM…
IN TIMES LIKE THESE WE
a man to take you overseas to go shoppin'
Jet skis on an island
I keep your face smilin'
Dominoes it's about to Go Down
Came for the top, I can't be
hustlas shake
When im gettin mines
I do dis shit fa my kids
To keep em out this struggle shit
Yall never gota rob a man
If daddy tryna make it big
Uhma be
the money and she taste like honey
Her hot girl summer never stop, keep running
Man I'm looking for my
Hot girl
A petite lil freak
That'll shut a nigga down
needed no help
This world is quick to weigh you down
But all you need is a belt
That’s why I smoke until I’m high
This shit is good for my health
Young
(Mama)
You got your baby daddy
(Daddy)
We got all night, look lil mama, get it right
Yo' shit is good and tight
(Tight)
I ain't 'bout them games shawty
I know you just say you want a nigga
Who aint gone buss quick
But i buss quick
Beat a hoe walls like Tyson
Man that lil pussy be feeling so good
I'm
Tell us what we oughta do
I oughta rob a bank
Tell Chase thanks
Racism equals power
Tell me where I can't
Live tell me where I can't
Eat murdered in cold
and got him, no diddy
I would never wish that on no man, no kizzy
All I'm sayin' my niggas, just stay up on your pivot
All I'm sayin' my niggas, keep these
up & away, I ain't fallin for the fame
Guess I'm wandering again
I can't help it, I'll just move it by myself
I'll keep floatin' man, they think I
I'm OT
Big dawg, niggas know me
Spent 15 on my nose ring
Lil' Spanish bitch keep my clothes clean
Got a white bitch but her nose clean
Lay
Keep it comin'
I'm comin' around like your friend now
I think you should shut up and sit down
Don't want your jewels, I want your drugs
Don't want your
ran though
Changed where I Stand though
Seen too many beef for a damn hoe
And far too many chicks line they man yo
I Can't trust a damn soul
Loyalty
Parasites in my stomach keep me
With a good feeling, y'all
Gotta see how I’m chillin' once
I park this luxury car
Hopping out feeling big as Mutombo
Young boy took a liking
To them guns
Now he rob
Heard he robbed the same nigga three times
Wit his rod
Mod got killed by a childhood friend
Rio got off
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
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