Lyrics:
Brown Liquor
Red cups
Double cups
Po' it up
Brown Liquor
Red cups
Double cups
Po' it up
Brown Liquor
Red cups
Big blunts
Doubles cups of lean nigga
type of time
And I’m riding thru thru hood I got a Suge by my side
Before they slide on me deep put wounds in my back
Lace my timbs up I'm ready for them
scared to shoot
Three 6 Mafia for 12 years we've been getting it crunk
The kings from Memphis man riding in my Chevy Truck
I'm from the bay, I thrown them
Inglewood
Blood, tell 'em your name
Lil' Hawk Red Riding Hood
The C.M.G. is the hood that I clizzaim
D.L.B. Mafia/Lanes and ain't shit changed
You Ricket
here for the vibe
Lil baby you know that we'll never survive
I'm just here for the vibe
Lil baby you know that we'll never survive
But you stay by my
better turn because I'm red meat (meat)
And it's wait wait to see me
While I do it for the TV in the hood
In the hood
Is probably where I must be (be, be,
Money still in mansions man
CMB, 10 a ki' , wodie ain't nothing changed
But I still got my ghetto stripes
Red, blue and yellow ice
That's all I rock,
Cars drive by in the night
So much sound coming from inside
Red, blue flags hanging from the side
So much time went passing by
The soundtrack
Pop the hood it’s a super charged motor
Need a amg Benz all red Range Rover
All my ops turn to ashes I feel like a flame thrower
Seen my nigga break
Blue and red make green, just cash the check bitch
Went to the car lot, bought me a Vanquish
Never trick my money in the club with a skank bitch
Big
Im in love with trap nigga
Sliding he aint average
Bussing out the bando
He bring out my savage
Got K's by the waistside
Opps thats the wrong side p
Only the based survive, man
(Niggas facing 50) lil B, nigga
Red Flame Devil Music, nigga
(Real niggas facing 30)
Pain's in my heart, bitch (Niggas facing
Bumping on some billy hood times if chiefin' gotta get my hat
Scoping out some bustas mane, it's time to do a drive-by
Kill the dope like, wish you
man)
Yea im riding with my big cuz
Yea im riding wit my lil cuz
Riding with all my cousins
You ain riding round with my cousins
Yea im buzzing uh
hometown
A dangerous hood, the streets of my town
So pop your hoods up and drop your heads down
Cos shit's going down, in my hometown
Y'all wouldn't last
every night
Tell me why you left after you said everything'd be alright
Ya I'm not alright
Gas it through the red light
Same color as my eyes
Cover my
Cook that shit up, Quay (Lil Baby, Lil Baby, Lil Baby)
I've been riding around, yeah, hundred times around
I been riding 'round in rental cars,
rockstars let heavy metal spray
Just me and Nate we riding in fast cars (Skrt Skrt Skrt)
You know we did the race
How you rapping bout all them beams
a Prince my Lil Red Corvetto / wit the five percent tints and chrome down to the petal / you drag racing niggas been going the wrong tempo / I'm riding by
(It's gonna be great)
You're the same, they're the same
You're the same, they're the same
Ric$terrrr triple six 9-9-9 x 6-6-6
I'ma wizard you's
the week
I pulled up to peoples houses and hopped outta my jeep
That shit was hard work... but hey, no pain no gain
I runnin' red lights to make sure they
Molly & Xans Gotta Nigga Bi Polar
She'll Never Tell Nobody What I Told Her
When I'm In The Hood I Look Over My Shoulder
When I'm In The Trap I Be
but she got a nice body
I'm geeked up thinking this Buffie The Body
Ain't your name lil' Trina cause you look like Janet Jackson
I'm off three double
where you be posted
Lil Jugg got the Drac', we do drive-bys in a Rover
I just sold an eight to a white boy in a 'Doba
But really he just played 'cause
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