Lyrics:
a wonderland
Walkin with dat holy ghost, bushin up da motha land
Ya already know my name, hood dey call me Big Gee
Wit panicles on bicycles, on binnacles on Zone
to finish school
Seen a N**** with a chopper die by a 22’
C.WeBMaTiC
But we can get ignorant
Shady like Eminem
In love wit’ da’ Benjamins
My N****, we
a glock dats da sequel
Da cops on my ass cause they told em we did it
I hop in that coupe and it's hasta luego
Had to catch my breath in dis bitch I'm
walking, fuck all them their assumptions
Yo, call me the king, the presence of greatness
Often imitated, but you can't duplicate this
[Interlude: Trife Da
dancehall try on de Mossinos
And if dem tie me off, dem can call me Cedro
I put a rap to singalong in all de ? crew
And if da gal a bitch ? ? the rainbow
Somebody better call the cops, yo
'Fore we run up the side that niggas little condo
Put him in a box so the nigga in a cargo (cargo, cargo)
Shut a nigga
no pun intended
Niggas want da smoke well tell dem bitches dey can come and get it
Grew up off a killin da cops harassin we jumpin fences
From start da
round and round
Got that shit lookin like a fan
And i call my ting dijonay
Cause she'll never get sticky she'll never jam
See the drip by the pool
Jumped
gold,
But they say it's da bling,bling,
Call up my mans,
Hit da fone,we don't worry,(ha)
Get moved,'til dem back in da line,
Da boys don't know about
missing
The front of that paper I'm listed
That money you saved I flipped it
That check that you saved I drenched it
On bitches got Remy by da fiftys
We
work and beat ya
I rolled up on a cop with a
Stolen go-kart and hit him so hard
He rico-shades and flips over
His own patrol car call for back-up
I won’t
the power of blood
To lick-a-shot in a di street and get your people to run — son
And when a cop dies, we all mortified
But when a cop kills he don't need no
Hook
I can go back 2 da block, I can go back 2 da block, If I need me knot, I can go back 2 da block, Flip that shit and run it up
I can go back 2 da
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
this shit right by my lungs a get way colder den December
Why dis nigga think he really dat cus his ass gotta temper
I'm hanging outta da window put hot
Venmo, what's da info
If she got stock&investments, I'm nympho for crypto
He slick like Crisco, cop me crystals
Can't be comin for the mouse when you built
left
It ain't shit for me to work through I'm my best self
Man this pistol make me feel better call it self help
I'm surrounded by these sticks I ain't
me (na me da)
Mama told me get it right by any means (pah pah!)
I can't do no wrong thats Kobe checks down on my feet (Boom!)
Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy
eye for
Baby yes we can zoom and jump on I4
Maybe go get a room and if u bout dat
Let me stop by da store, so I can cop dat
Most of u girls just let me
that hardly work, go to work
Like a slave on a hot day, with no water
Blow you for props, in the cop's face, might get knocked up
Jakes that play hero,
Bitches came and went
Spent nights on da block
Around da clock We can't forget
Nosey neighbors call da cops
We just tryna get lite
Put them dollars in our
right here by pinnacle
Prepping da baggie Fifty Da minimum
Purchase n peep How I'm pimpin it's pivotal
People Pretend Not to pay me my principal
Pretty
Arizona flow still down for mo
When I'm smashing bricks im in the zone
It's hot as hell but we call it home
Out the door hoppin' in da whip
Keyless entry
wont break
Fake it til you make so I'm about to cop a key
Them niggaz not in the mix
Them niggaz coppin pleas
Them niggaz was grabbin nicks
My niggaz
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