Lyrics:
Three H the gang get hit with that pole
Fuck with my brother I'm taking yo soul
But nobody know
They hit up that sto'
Ain't nothing we stole we just stay
Here we go
A b c d e f g
H i j k l m n I p
Q r s
T u v
W x y
Jump
A b c d e f g
H i j k l m n I p
Q r s
T u v
W x y
Jump
The classroom lights are
faire
La nature est là
Pour m'élever et l'énergie que j'investis se retournera contre moi
Un Blunt à 2h
Je le sens
J'balance une prod
Sur elle je kick
that"
I always envy motherf**ckaz who go through some sh*t...
& just able to overlook dat sh*t...
You know what I'm sayin'?
Cuz all da pain i ever
rester sur la ligne
3h du mat j'prens un risque
J'prends la green, fils de' j'm'allume trop le cerveau
J'crois au fond, j'dois les baiser d'puis le berceau
I got a timeless bitch the clock ain't ticking
A lil latina and she be dripping
Knew from the H the way she sipping
Likes the way walls be kicking
ion measure you ain’t gotta smell the bags I’m a real Za seller and yo b***h eating d**k you mad I ain’t stop her and the neighbors gettin pissed said
I’m saying f**k the glitz, f**k the glam
I don’t do this sh*t to be cool...
I just do cool sh*t
Built it up right, off relationships
The realest
I'm just tryna stop myself from being violent
Cause when she hit me the side eye
Hit ya bi**h, two piece no Popeye's
Now you standing in the club,
Ca$h Money clown from that Uptown
And I'm bout it
Nigga you know you not bout it
Come around my way I'ma have to get rowdy
Damn, I hate a busta bitch
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We're renegades, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We're renegades, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Hit me up man)
Bitch I'm from
In pain, my gain, his hope 'cause
U-N-A-S-H-A-M-E-D we be goin' in
Recognize a real squad when you see mine
Don't it seem odd that we live
Our lives
me
Juve and B.G. with me
Turk and Manny with me
The C-M-B with me
They lettin' loose
Nigga be bout cha issue get lost in gun smoke
Now I'm
four-fours, like I'm from the H-O-U-S-T-O-N
Blow, wind so Chicago of him
Is he the best ever? That's the argument
I don't make the list, don't be mad at me
And they'll tell you the best that ever did it
Is still in here doing it, you can't fuck with it
And I'm a hit it on the head with a hammer
Repping H
dice
I cop it f*** the price
Hoe I'm talking life
종이 말은 말고 말아 종이
Low key I tell her b**** bring me more green
Know me oh I keep it so clean
H** please,
with.. want
Na naanananana naanananana nananananana nanananaana
Na naanananana naanananana nananananana nanananaana
H-hh h-hh hh-h-hh h-hh hh-h
Baby A-L-M-I-G-H-T-Y
S-O-S-A, baby you know me, I'm that guy
Baby A-L-M-I-G-H-T-Y
S-O-S-A, baby you know me, I'm that guy
I'm smokin' on Z-O-P-E
you in your feelings, Girl Bye, say it loud I don’t care, cause I’m Petty
Verse 3
Catch me in Hawaii, stuntin in a bikini
H1, H2, H3 and Waikiki
Can't go
Can't go
To the H
It's like I'm grinding in the lightstorm
Lightstorm
It's like I'm grinding in the lightstorm
Lightstorm
And I'm just tryna
want to cop me a Viper
With a stripe on that b*tch like a diaper
Watching Dora I feel like I'm Swiper
Jugg' your h*e off the map and I pipe her
F*ck
Y'all biggest problem is y'all care too much.
I feel like I invented the I Don't Give A Fuck Swag
I Stay K.D.H. Throughout Any Situation
And Me
Londa m fucker
Na koi h takkar
Bitch i m a mother fucker
Londa m tezz
Sunng k dekh
Pille zara si
Firr jhoom k dekh
Doston s puch woh kahengy fake
Coz i m
gon be short.
Can't be envious tryna play king boy
Know I smoke and I do it for sport.
Getting finer not popping the cork
I know yo type b***h I'm
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