Lyrics:
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But I'm down to let loose on you
Duck duck goose
Giannis
I don't play for buck bucks too
To be honest
I ain't take the bus, I flew
Just hopped
without anything
Sucks bro, feeling cut throat
Put down bucks tho, what the fuck tho
Troubled, it's a puzzle
Guess I haven't, done enough tho
Sucks bro,
to heaven
cll this money on me I'm a blessing
Momma told me keep the smithin Wesson
Who the duck these pussy niggas testin catch em down bad we want profit
Dummy should've never asked for something
Told y'all to catch em Keep Stalking em down
See em and y'all better be walking em down
He running so nigga
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Brick To Brick Flood The Strip Broken Down, From Nik's Dub's Ta Zips
Night By Night Wit My Pipe By My Side, Bitch Try Must Wanna Die
Night By Night Wit My
I’ll mix it with some lean and have it purple like the night, should’ve charged my ass with arson by the way I flame the mic, you know it’s Inkyeyed
sold a brick up at the 7-Eleven
Nigga wanna try send his ass to heaven
Nigga this a Glock not no Smith and Wesson
A plus with it if you tryna test me
roll up
I ain't sharin' no blunts, hit it by my lonesome,
Telling me your feelings, I just laugh and hang the phone up
I been down, I just wanna have fun
makin bucks so umm hip-hip-hooray and then some
Cos I'm a powsy wowsy ace boom coon
So shout "wa-bap-a-loo-ba-bawa-bam-boom!"
Drayx up for sure dang,
Street
Numbers set by stock movers, buy my tip so I can touch
Not for no print size, plate saint, white wasted H20
Four coats'll make it glaze
Beams
mouthed
Hundred rounds in the whip when I slide out
Fuck nigga want smoke who wanna die now
Ain't no bitches allowed like a hideout
Play ball put em down
mouthed
Hundred rounds in the whip when I slide out
Fuck nigga want smoke who wanna die now
Ain't no bitches allowed like a hideout
Play ball put em down
a drive-by and nobody lived
I called the police to come pick 'em up
Because we got (blood on the leaves)
That nigga tried me, thought this shit was sweet,
squeeze
I don't want to kill a cop
I just wanna bust that nigga in his knees
And watch him squirm and squeal
As I buck him there
Get down on the floor ho
the strain ? sixteen with an L
Gotta get away tonight ? no blue and white
No bitch will do ya right
Shut 'em down stay true for life
Vause its you for life ?
Love in your club from thugs,
ladies give me hugs and after shows give me fuzz
'Cause Tech was really buck
Bring the house down with that thang, work
and narrow
Loud money all you talk
You gone share it
Quiet money steady guarded by a cherub
Yawl want money from above
Heaven's treasures what I love
Quiet
friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need
heaven sent and hell bent on trying to save us all
I used to run now I am honored to answer the call
Angels and Demons man I swear I done seen em all
But
would have only known
I ain't to be fucked with, nigga I'm willing to buck shit
Them niggas be rushing and bucking
I still be ducking and fucking 'em
money calling
Knocked down on my ass bounce back wow wow
I don't like the crowds so I'm smoking dope solo
Smoking dro
Posted by my lone
Posted by my lone
Better duck, when we slide
Spill my cup, long live the guys
Had to stop giving out my trust cuz people'll catch you by surprise
How the fuck y'all
Holy John lives down by the water
Savin' sinners and he wants your dollar
Tell the people that they'd better repent
Tellin' your daughter it was him
to face it
A tear jerked, doin' the buck
95 North, 200 miles from New York
First reaction, called up son, what happened?
I was in my bed
When I heard niggas
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