Lyrics:
Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen
What we like to do right here, well first let me let you know who I am
Well I go by the name
those who still want to test me
3 for the fans who already know the name
4 smacks to all wack niggaz in the game
5,6,7,8,9,10 for the flows
'Ey yo Len,
put ya niggaz in the dirt for one like Dirt
Concealed hammer won't jam or won't chirp
Catch you on my second merk
Fresh outta jail, ice grill gat
and I put it in here
Let me whip that, lick that, and I don't stop
Then hit the block with my niggaz in, my new drop
Convertable, tens and dubs, no matter
blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you shot
Screaming like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you shot
Screaming like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
the focus
But I control this
No worry, no stress bring by me
All around he protect beside me
Good energy left and di right me
Ten toes sturdy left and di
She threw the pussy and I caught it (caught it), presidential by 40 (40)
That drop hit from Europe (woof), that coupe got deported (ha)
I turn coke
sucker, I know that bitch man
She wanna be a Pretty Woman lovin a rich man
Now here you come, drop top ridin
You ain't no pimp fake nigga stop lyin
Pussy
Suns out Glocks out
Yeah the city hot now
Every time I pop out another body drop down
Suns out glocks out
Yeah the city hot now
Every time I pop out
Wake up feeling groggy off the henny
I don't know how niggas drink that shit
Pick my phone up ten missed calls from baby
She the one I'm supposed
I come in you gon think its a set up
Like I got vendettas
Up on your head there's no let up
It's a like a paradox
Sipping drop In the drop top
Lose
Rockin' jams, by popular demand, I'm back
I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down
When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound
From
(No man) Hallelujah
(Cannot hinder me) Yes, Lord
(I got King Jesus, I got King Jesus)
Run it back (I got King Jesus, I got King Jesus)
Y'all
never drop a dime
Nigga shoot me if I'm lying but I'm not
u should know me
Only time a nigga lie is to the judge or the police
I'm ten toes down in this
space
Only interested in what really the figures say
And if they're not Roman I put an X to the last wrong 10 moves that I've made
it's right about time
I be sendin' them in
Kickin' doors off the hinges tryin' to cop by the ten
If a nigga touch a hair on my chiny-chin-chin
On my chinchilla trench,
quite a while
I've got no presents
I've got no presents
Drop the phone, take the plane
And come back home again
Drop the phone, take the plane
And come
say so
Get out of my head
Please just go away, oh
Ain't felt like me in a minute
Peace of mind come pay a visit
Drop in, stop by
I'm at home like all
feel its to hard to pretend, so if on this journey I happen to meet death won't get upset cause for not one second did I forget
Its always
Everybody gone bounce to this shit when I drop
Speed down the range with my bitch in the top
And that new whip Chanel with the pink color drop
Bought
But I do kill when I drop, and if that ain't a killer, you misunderstood me
Cuz they told me you are a killer
A killer
And I've got no doubt that
shootin' at Corvettes (aye)
Get to the crib and i'm rollin' you up, then I find me a flame and I torch that
Second chance for no opps, No neck or chest
Been through too much to quit
Don't get discouraged by dudes wit no courage and who not legit
With no direction, they failed my city's inspection,
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