Lyrics:
I'm a Jake I don't bake a cake
I'm not a cake daddy you know the type be pullin up in a Caddy
With a drop top see when I hoe hop I kick it
to let this Game reminisce
I'm currently 21 and 22 in some weeks Procrastinated for years, but now the lane
Is complete
Been steering past adolescence,
Yeah this song is dedicated in memory of mister Terell Alfago Davis
Mister Davis was gunned down at the hands of two Richmond County
Sheriff's
cans
I got your bitch up in my Rover man
I never kiss her, I never hold her hand
In fact I diss her I'm a bolder man
I'mma pimp her, it's over man
Yeah, Better Keep Ya Gun Where I'm From I'm From Richmond Bruh Don't Lose Ya Life
Look, From Daddy Rabbit Strippers to Cook em up Killas
I'm from
Yo I was creeping on the late night
Shorty keep on callin, she want it? I'm on the way right
Ima freakaholic my darling can't Wait to swing by my
fall in rut
I'm not smokin' no dutch, yeah i'm smoking swishers
I got this drip on me clutched up I keep my hitters
I'm off the monster
Earnhardt, get
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha HAA
It's 10-31
Yes I run with a gun
I'm crazy
Time to go have some fun
Betta move betta run
This ain't a dream
I can tell by
38th is the spot where I'm rippin' the top
In my 68 Stang I got the bitches off
With the clean purple back and the real gold plates
And a case I'm
off the hook down there in Richmond Mayne
In the black 740 I sat, my hat turned back
"Down down baby," Nelly singin' my wrist blingin' what?
I'm
My mind playing tricks controlled by these racist
A prisoner in a systematic matrix
My mind playing tricks controlled by these racist
A prisoner in
cross the line when you know you couldn't pass
Don't act ignorant cause ya know that I warned ya
Straight from New Orleans but I'm chillin' in Richmond
Where you from? Oakland, smokin'
We from the Rich, though
The house party go up we used to be like, ""Richmond, smokin'!!""
Said my Granny stayed in
you heard and pay 16 for this bird
We slangin' ki's and stackin' g's in the suburbs
Mouth full of dope, bold's yeah you know
Them richmond niggas, quick
paint with the gold thang shinin'
Hands out the window, I'm blinded by diamonds
Like they say, all good things to an end
Cause in the game you either
and yo g's up the ? bear wall?
Put you behind a pinto in the block,
Niggaz slangin keys (gunshots) cause somebody got shot
Call the cops, killas I'm
Niggas cookin in the kitchen
A murder was committed
I was fittin the description
A Detroit nigga scandelous, I'm an assassin
Trick Trick ain't gotta hit
Trick you cin' movie in
I tried to give her ass a citation
But she got that counter clap and she started gyrating
I'm thing ‘bout the time and how much
good
But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood
So I figure niggaz wouldn't trip with mine
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back
I do not be playing with you
come to Richmond right now
I'm going out tonight come out with me right now
Come to Richmond right now
Get the room
this profit
Back and I'm making up losses
You know that it's me and the boys anytime we come knocking like
Trick or treat, it's Killa B
Knock
keep me down 'cause I'm too high
Last year was a bird, that shit flew by
I feel like a dragon yeah that blue eyes
Hop in that coupe let's go
Pull up with
N-I-X, my complex got a complex
Livin' in apartment complex
I'm cashin' chin checks every first and fifteenth
Failed my urinalasist, they threw me in
got it going on
With that candy paint plus that ???
So many woofers in the trunk sound like an army tank
I'm from that Richmond 23rd street army
So
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