Lyrics:
a couple G's down by the lake
Hell yeah I got 'em but they'll be straight
[Verse 2 - Pimp]
We be 6 deep creepin'
In a Deville sittin' up on D's with
down or play me?
Slidin' through the opps' hood
I'm skatin' 'Cause I can't leave these
Streets alone, I'm sorry, baby
I'm sorry, i been in these streets
can't let it go
When my funds turn legit i'm gonna let you know
Ridin rims real good down Old National
It's trappable, two bed, Jacuzzi bath, it's natural
Let me put this pillow on a TEC, pussy gettin' wet
I be in it beatin' down walls, pussy gettin' stretched
Afterwards, took her to the mall, pockets
the whole world it’s called business
In this Anarchist Jurisdiction the cops
Circle ‘round the block, beatin’ down anybody they want (Uh)
Law and order keep
ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga
Cause it's hell
What we gotta go through, and only time will tell
When the pain is over, I'm down on my
standing tall
Beatin' down ya block knockin' pictures off your wall
Young rich bitch I feel like I got something to prove (for real)
Slap the shit out
through the math I subtract them
You hear no laughter, QBC the thug factor
You niggaz ain't worth the punch, back snatch ya
Pitbull attack ya,
years dont be surprise the whole Americas brown
Money pourin in, clientele rollin now
Birth of my first daughter, its no slowin down
Accounts gettin
Barkin like a dog got em stayin in the streets
Smokin on papers tuck flavors by the lease
Lost on the block lookin like Elf
Swimmin with sharks put
tight (that's right) this is how we ride
Full throttle, peddle to the metal, beatin down the block
Be the rebel on another level the dynamic daredevil
rehearsin'
No nigga
Will come wit' disrespect an leave wit' they head on they shoulders
Mobb
Killaz connected from block to block
Re-cock the Glock
we bust guns
Leave ya street-chalked
Do this for fun, we hit ya block
Let the piece bump like pitbulls
Get shookup when the flow cook up
Tell 'em I got
a murder scene
Like who done
Shot homie
Riding down ya block
Like I'm Trump
And shit
Thinking you
A soldier
Until them
Trumpets hit
Talking full of
Junk will
by G's
The impact of the pump hitting break you down to your knees
Rather murder the drum kick and act a clown on these beats
And I'll hail all these
beatin em down with aluminum
Then I'm puttin two in em
You can't touch me, I've been double sent, wanted for embezzlement
A lot of other things, but
me, when I'm up in there I'm beatin' it
Givin' ya that Mike Jones' treatment
I could tell by the way she walk that she got it
Body so delit, you
circle smaller than crumbs
I made out the city
Beatin down the block
Playing drums
I really got em sick
He wanna be me
He Need some Tums
I looked out for
Loaded it cock it pop drop
Beatin down ya block
Boosting up my stock top notch
Riding with my ahks
Fifty shots go chop chop
Hoes down gees up
Bitch bag
gear is the world premiere, ox yeah, now I'm dickin down Heather Locklear
Rubber glock in the glove box, Benz drop yeah
Hit the mall in Long Island, they
down ever since I been rappin' in the hood
17 years of goin' and flowin'
And showin' these niggas when it come to beatin' me nobody could
I was
with dat clip on da tech
Beatin' down ya block in that 89' chevy
Tellin' stupid bros we throwin' bows that we ready
Screamin' "swang shawty" to da boys
with dat clip on da tech
Beatin' down ya block in that 89' chevy
Tellin' stupid bros we throwin' bows that we ready
Screamin' "swang shawty" to da boys
like ""Yeah {bitch}, gimme this!""
And roll off that drop top off the lot
I'm beatin down your block, what the {fuck} y'all got? (woop! woop!)
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