Lyrics:
and leavin' and gettin' too stoned
Bottle and a pistol by my side
The devil's always along for the ride
We ride
Across state lines
Rubbin' two nickels
happening?
What's happening to us?
Man, oh man
Bullets flying, dozen rounds, heard the sounds go pow
Bodies falling, coppers surrounded by casings
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was just fun to us
I was 19 with two felonies
One
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
you hidin' in them bushes
I'm wanted in four counties, for armed robbery,
Killed two sheriffs, six of his best men with my head,
Stole two horses,
four counties, for armed robbery,
Killed two sheriffs, six of his best men with my head,
Stole two horses, thought you was the law that's why I jumped in
With the killas all (Bang out)
Hot combs your dome, put your pistols up
(Bang out) thug niggas, they getting money
Y’all ready to (Bang out)
Time to show
next to my kicks
Pistol on my night stand pistol next to my bitch
I seen bullets on the couch I seen bullets by the tv
Woke up feelin like niggas can't
really tell
Me and Dee 2 masks and we on feet bitch we ain't playing fair
Gotta know what kind of car he in so we see him first
This robbery fake sweet so
pistol next me
We was Lauren&Nipsey
She say she don't do gang-members
But she Fuck with me
She hate it when the opps got they eyes on me
She kiss me on my
Tattoos on my body this shit don't mean nothing
Pistol in my pocket this shit don't mean nothing
Tryna chase a dream this shit don't mean nothing
Cuz
Used 2 cop patron by the case
Or 3 for 50
Niggas toasting them blickies
Cause It’s like tht in my city
Can’t reach me if I’m busy
Name Wes but call
Twins (repeat 3x)]
Fuck that one
I got my Nina gun pistol!
Down on they brain
[Verse 2: D-Roc]
I make you want to pop that thing girl when the bass
Twins (repeat 3x)]
Fuck that one
I got my Nina gun pistol!
Down on they brain
[Verse 2: D-Roc]
I make you want to pop that thing girl when the bass
Do the Shmoney Dance
Black mass Lucifer crucifixion
Hatchbacks used for drive-by shooter missions
I speak fluent in new pistols
A shoot addiction
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
nigga
I don't give a fuck
Two bands on a Perc', Christian Louboutin
Shit, nigga hating on me
But I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, I don't give
done this shit before
We need another nigga, "Man I'm finna call Beelow"
Tony know that hoe, that work at the bank
Some armed robbery shit, stick
looking for the real; I'm back now
No printer kuz I'm only speaking facts now tell me
What you know bout a youngin by the name of Prestige.?
Worldwide with
[DJ Paul]
HCP Hypnotize Camp Posse bitch and it's still on hoe
[(Chorus 1) 2x]
North North North North North Mafia
[Chorus 2]
When you fuck wit
its a robbery
5,4 but ill make ah bitch 6 feet
Take da hoe out but i do it all swiftly
Hitchu wit ah 2 piece like dis is one piece
Good crew wit me so i
welcome to Compton, take you in Carson next week
Ab-Soul!
Started with a dollar and a dream and a pistol
On the corner rag hangin', slangin' crystal
I said
Nigga, we, we been through all of this before
Cocaine in a drawer
Pistol by the pocket, baby, ready for a war
Comin' from the bottom, scratchin'
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