Lyrics:
So they go crazy, get hot-headed, start actin' a fool yellin'
But you all know it ain't no refunds in this shit that I'm sellin'
Cause during
in my wallet
Ain't usin' his brain, he ain't got no knowledge
I just finessed a white boy at the college
On the road makin' money, check the mileage
planned it, you fuckin fool
(These hoes out here tryin to hold a nigga's heart
So a nigga get his money fucked with
Almost in-laws)
Hey be proud of it
tryin' to spit
But you can't spit it like this
I come equipped to rip, any battle
And leave him strung in his crew
but they put me in the twist like
to Georgia for the summer (yeah)
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Coke prices up and down like six-fours
Just 'cause I'm fly like a helicopter
The federales
call me Big Bun for nothin'
No homeboys you come dead, well put em to rest
Bumba clocks em all dead, wit two in his chest
Botty bwoy you come dead,
just took her first hit off the pipe
The other homie shot the other homie and ran off with his money
And when the other homies heard about it they
Big Frozone
Big Grimreaper Gang
Snatch your soul, can't get your soul back
(Spiffomadeit, bitch)
Let's go
You just get by, you don't get away
promised her money and other fine things.
So, fool-like she met him at Adams's Springs.
No money he brought her nor other fine things.
"Go with me, little
promised her money and other fine things.
And, fool-like she met him at Adams's Springs.
But no money he brought her nor other fine things.
"Go with
go crazy, get hot-headed, start actin` a fool yellin`
But ya`ll know there ain`t no refunds in the shit that I`m sellin
'cause during the drought
house my bills,
These fuckers know the deal,
Cause they're all paid by me (tell me T)
I got my own money, and I
Ain't looking for no footballers
So if you
and i pay it
Hol on he tryna play with da bread he got a hole in his head
Most of my killers got fades or dreads Ima real G standin by what i said
Keep
I don't feel safe anymore
Sitting with my gun in my hand by myself cause I never feel safe anymore
I don't even pray anymore and I'm damned cause I
to delight an absent divine
Fools gold you left all your prospects behind
If you know what's best forget what you left behind
Keep the demons at bay
When they
a bump that's funky
And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee
A bass freak would say ?Oohwee,
Peace to do 'cause I like the way you
Switch place after the break
More moves to make
Cause I'm in love with this
Trap ass bitch called Kate
This money gon keep me from looking funny
And bummy,
think you going to keep me down
They don't want me to have the title
Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there
Ask his woman she get more pipe
on the road countin'
Money in the Benz
Yeah, she double back with a text
Said she love me
If I tell her back, on the hood
She probably lucky
Not a fool, only
I'm Crazy, Ima Looney, The Should have named me that
Said I'm A fool, I'm Insane, Maybe a Brainiac
A Psycho, I'm deranged, Maybe a Maniac
Regardless
cops
Tried moving his ass
Lil pagua banging out smoove
This be the anthem
Money is said to rule everything
May this shit not hold a nigga for ransom
Yeah no fu fu lame shit nigga only gang shit
By the way Scotty Way
Aye I Get bitches while I'm getting paid
Oh he stole my flow guess its time
For
the forgotten language of the Hottentots.
I know these thoughts only reveal me as a fool because the spark I search for cannot be shocked into existence by
a blunt for that fool i didn't know (he didnt know)
Dre Dog get his amp from the lord indo
nigga do it, nigga good , do it for a ho
i got an axe to open up
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