Lyrics:
[Trick]
I tellin ya boy I got them boys
Dog I be tryin to tell em
Verse 1: Trick Daddy, The Lost Tribe
You can't catch me boy
Don't upset
niggas got hammers
Brick by brick
Build it up then i add worth
Shorty wanna patch it up
This is not patchwerk
If she want the dick all she gotta do is ask
her left and got her right
Dranking Hennessy
I'm in this B
And cranking Soulja boy
Hit a Nigga square in the mouth
And air it out if he get hype
Single
people, shoutout to Nigeria
Doing what I want, I'm free like, I did not kill em
I got the vision, I'm Superman ohh, Soulja boy tell em
Osmanli in this
couldn't get by me, why me
A soldier that has a backround of murders and robbery
That shit that used to be my hobby
Never do it sloppy, make the job
friends to carry you along
To a concrete mattress and a fluffy tombstone (yeah)
Fuck the discussion, I ain't into it, boy
I just get to it, let's do it
friends to carry you along
To a concrete mattress and a fluffy tombstone (yeah)
Fuck the discussion, I ain't into it, boy
I just get to it, let's do it
could do bout it
I hit the gas, jumped in that water since the jump know i been too solid
Duckin' the alphabet boys, we in that T top
I told em Spottem I
Man, Yes Sir
Ya'll Can't Fuck Wit Us, At All
We Can Go To War For Years
Let's Do It Man (Our Grandsons Could Get It On) Its Nuffin
Let's Do It
[Cam'Ron]
everybody jockin', while I'm poppin' sum'n bubbly
Poppin' sum'n bubbly, I'm tryin to do it big!
Da boy from the A, I'm tryin to represent!
Dem haters in my
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it
I'm evil to the core
What I shouldn't do I will
They say I'm emotional
What
dead on bullets and shells
My people dwells to Uptown
Where the shit goes down
Shot callers and big ballers, mothers know
And do-do brown, Beats By
Energy same old fool big papi pay me
When I go broke go crazy, Terminator 2, coming for you
Soulja Boy, shoot out the roof
Life is a movie this shit is
make magic on the track, I'm the wizard
When you hear it's Dréko
I ain't talkin' about Soulja
Nigga I just think the shit funny
Yeah
What
Aye, aye
Big
get em
Shoot!
Let me get em
Nah shootout ayye, nah shootout ayyee, nah shootout ayyee, nah shootout ayyee
(soulja boy tell em)
[verse 1:]
Its
noise crazy boys Playin with them big toyz
Who talkin noise we bringing noise crazy boys Playin with them big toyz
[Verse 2 - Lil Shade]
Its still matt
up and get wet boy
We driving vets and bentley coupes boy
I ain't lying check my garage, I tell the truth boy
I do it big boy
You do it small boy
Wun, y'all done fucked up now
Oh, shit, 'Ryde or Die', nigga
It's Yung Wun with the big gun
What you gon' do, boy?
You betta sit down, boy, we
Cali
This for the hot girls (hot, hot), this for the hot boys
You know who Gucci do it for, I rep the dope boys (skrrt, skrrt)
Free C-Murder, I'm
gave me shit I plotted way to get it
Should've thought outside the box cause them plans got me convicted
Mr Know It All Couldn't tell me shit I wouldn't
back
Whoa, girl make that ass clap
Yah, yah, aye throw it in the back
Whoa (Players' Club shit, wah)
Girlfriend work at KOD, aye
Big racks, brang 'em
the rules in my hood
If you touch me you get murked
We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first
G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when
by my wristwatch (brr)
I make trap music, it's too hood to be hip-hop (skrrt)
This for the dope boys cookin' dope up in they flip-flops (skrrt,
[Intro]
I just wanna tell you you're special..
You know I meet a lot of beautiful women..
But you.. You make me feel good..
So Good..
It's hard
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