Lyrics:
fault that your bitch she be choosing (Yo Bitch)
I never talk shit man I do it (Do It)
I’m in the spot cooking dope like it’s noodles
Shoutout the fein
man Bun B, what?
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
The things you
can't die, I can't die
This shit is wicked on these mean streets
None of my friends speak, we all tryna win
But then again, maybe it's for the best
[Scarface]
Yo Pop, let's jump in the fight game boy
[Scarface]
My nigga Bun B you know he down wit us
Short Dog and Doc down wit us
Eric be
'em but hard dick and bubble gum!
[Chorus]
[Bun B]
When I pull the slab out and hit the block, wit' them 4's and vogues they clankin' out
When
'em but hard dick and bubble gum!
[Chorus]
[Bun B]
When I pull the slab out and hit the block, wit' them 4's and vogues they clankin' out
When
'em but hard dick and bubble gum!
[Chorus]
[Bun B]
When I pull the slab out and hit the block, wit' them 4's and vogues they clankin' out
When
Recognize it buy the name
Besides, you a bunch of fucking lames
I'm tired of even thinking bout yo name
These niggas be acting dames
Foofoo you strange
to feel like a full moon in the night
Look up at the starlight when you realize
It's just me, myself, and I
I'm a, business, b***h
Been on my Irv Gotti
I
niggas or yo mans boi
Tell Paris I’m about to link one
Me and Bun stay down like we
Hold up
Pull up on you niggas wit tha Ba-aps
Wouldn’t trust you
Willie D
Cartier wood grains like I'm Pimp C, I hold the flame like Bun B
I ain't from the South that's Ludacris that country shit
Fish and grits, y'all
fall?)
Who gon' really ride for me, alotta people lie to be (Ha)
I only speak with honesty, looking for some quality (Where it at?)
These hoes they comedy
like the love coming from the blocky
I don't feel nobody
I don't feel nobody
I'm like who are you
I don't know yo like Gotti
I don't feel nobody
I do
They call him Snoop Capone
So if you want me, get me, got me
Should have shot him
But now they call me Snoop Gotti
And that's all I LBC
Betta yet,
nobody speak on the 8-7
And set up shop with yo rocks
'Cause still all Doggs go to heaven
From my hood to your hood
Game recognize it's all to the good
they knew I get the same time Gotti did
240 when it's floored, trey pound on my lap
Beyonce bobblehead on the dashboard
Can't be ignored, I'm the coke
sweeter than old Sadie
Nice as Bun-B when I met him at the Source awards
Girl he had with him, ass coulda won the horse awards
And I was almost famous,
on the grass, let's boot some people
If you look like a opp, I'll bang
Let's bun and surprise man, press at the rearview, mmm-hmm
Man are deceitful
More time
Kurupt young motherf***in' Gotti
Still rollin' in the six dont f*** with the Bugatti
Come up in this motherf***er looking for a b****
Probably sucked
sellin'
And for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin'
But I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense
If I didn't shoot I'd be
uber ride with you inside
Told my bro yo we got a clue to find in other words I got this tool of mine
Passed my brother one it's two inside
He gon ride
be a big MC by end of school term
I'm a big bird, you're just a worm
You don't wanna receive third degree burns
When I bust gun, everybody spread like
to honey bun. change that shit. I want chicken pebbles.
no, onion bun, onion bun. onion rings. extra pork. word up. can you
supersize that? yo girl, you got
social distant, hoes like, "When you not trippin'?"
I duck the party, who said they saw me?
Crown on Bob Marley, wrist on Yo Gotti
They gon' judge your
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