Lyrics:
baby push that GT G loot
Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos
Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot
Now what it do, yeah baby young
Aye, Lil bitch
You for the team, you for the crew, you for the clique
All that playin on my phone don't make me rich
The last time I loved a hoe shit
'shrooms, i'm the truth
You done lie in the flesh
I put tires to neck
They describe you as sex
I'm as live as it gets
Pussy, stop gettin' your words tangled
hoe and she play with my s- s-
How does that nigga stay bleedin
I'm in Wakanda playin with a demon
Old nigga came now he leaving
I just been playin with
St-Stop all the violence
Before we all start to riot
They killin us one by one
It-it's Halloween, Michael Myers
Most Wanted yeah dawg we mobbin
You
be, I'll be, I'll be it
Won't you gon' be my lil' baby
Stop playin', stop playin', stop playin', yeah, yeah
This shit get deeper, it's only
with the younger hoes by the bungaloes
Then switch to playin ding dong ditch, when that gets
Old and too cold to hack it, threw on a bomber jacket
You
friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew we play the rough
I got
the trunk
Plus the tape on your cassette
I'm from the crew called Jurassic
Stretch like elastic
Live and on plastic
Step and get that ass kicked
out what you want and go and get it
anybody tryin' to stop you
For tryin to do for you
That's your enemy dun
The sun be right up in your crew
That's
Live it up and imma make it just right out the trap
Keep that choppa on my side my brody got the gat
That nigga keep on wit his talking I said stop
the crenshaw strip
You stop at the fat burgers to feed your lip
You got your sounds bumpin, playin zapp and vibe
A skeezer comes your way, you say, "let's take
blink so what you sayin'? I'm not playin'
Hey, man, yo, I caught you playin'
So don't be conspicuous 'cause you can't get with this
Hardcore
Look a here
I will put your crew in boxes
I done put whole crew in boxes
And it's best he stops cause I will Freddie Foxxx him
Put him out with the tools
Rocks on me, and they went blam, blam
Rich nigga, broke phone
Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong
Stop playin' with me 'fore I
Turn you to a song
niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buckshots of a twelve gauge
Backed up by an A-K
'Fore
Push
U're never 2 young, never 2 old
Push
Don't stop until u go
Did u ever stop 2 wonder
Why U put another down?
No man should asunder
The joy that
all his lights and they drove right by him, woo
Chapter two
Traphouse just got cable
Stuntin' on the neighbors
The cable man was the feds though
One, two, three, four!
Wake up and live, y'all
Wake up and live!
Wake up and live now!
Wake up and live!
Life is one big road with lots
ain't tryin
Burque records, boy, I do this shit for New Mex
And you can tell by the work, nigga, who's best
Got my shooters at the shows holdin' two
skill tank is empty and my shit is full
Went to school unleaded
No one in this world ever said it, get beheaded by the crew dreaded
MC dicer,
If they stop me I hope they lock me
Instead they speed ahead
Yo nigga watch me
I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I don't want none of my
[Chorus: (Memphis Bleek)]
1, 2 why'all, you know I rock ya
Step in the rounds of the ROC mafia
1, 2 why'all, you know I stop ya
Dirty Get Low n**** we
Girl you playin'
You like to do a lot of damage
I put 2 n 2 together
Stop faking
Trust me baby I can manage
I put 2 n 2 together
You and me
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