Lyrics:
the blues, blues, blues (Blue Hundreds)
Home girl countin' on the flow, (Hold Up)
Partna wit the drako by the door, (Hold Up)
Main bitch bangin' on my line,
the bottle)
Surrounded by thirty guys
Spin the fucking (Yeah spin the fucking bottle)
Big controlla any moment, like I'm Rollo (Like I'm fucking Rollo)
New clip
everything by the count of three
Stupid ass hoe think she playin' me
But I ain't mad, I just reverse the V
I hop out the crib like what's crackin'
That boy
hoes to me
2 by 2 gang, bring em in
2 by 2 like Noah's Ark, I told lil shawty, bring a friend
I treat your ass like a lesson learned, bet I won't do that
I had to really go and get the bag
Father forgive me for I'm taking risk
I got da bag
Then I fucked it up cuz I got distracted by a bitch
I ain't get
take care of me
I live my life day by day, on the clock, G
But that's life, shit, and it don't quit
Straight up, holmes (What's up man?)
I'm no nigga
as them
But all that fuel for the fire is what you gave to them
And what you take from them
All my life I know my mum's been working
In and out
After all this time, they ask us to leave
And I told them we could pay double the rent
I don't know why it seemed so funny
Seeing as how they'd take
of America's most wanted
In the same motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
Y'all niggas about to feel this
done put two of America's
Most wanted in the same
Motherfucking place at the same
Ain't nothing but a gangsta party
Motherfucking time,
Y'all niggas
of America's most wanted
In the same motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
Y'all niggas about to feel this
After all this time, they ask us to leave
And I told them we could pay double the rent
I don't know why it seemed so funny
Seeing as how they'd take
Hell Rell:
Oh we told y'all niggaz last time it was More Than Music
Y'all ain't wanna listen huh, okay
Ruger (Rell) Ruger (Rell)
Check it man, okay
Hell Rell:
Oh we told y'all niggaz last time it was More Than Music
Y'all ain't wanna listen huh, okay
Ruger (Rell) Ruger (Rell)
Check it man, okay
clubing
From Impaler to London them boys on fire
They living what they want
Even 5"9 bitches be standing in line
To take a look at his motherfucking life
to 5
Far ahead, but I work like I'm behind
Step by step, how to control your fate
I ain't sleeping if I got one opponent awake
Wait... Don't tell
produced
And men able to produce them.
Money is not the tool of the moochers, who claim your product by tears
Or of the looters who take it from you by
and Glocks
So nigga why the fuck you keep looking?
That instagram beef that you
Niggas keep doing by
Video visit could get yo ass tooken
I'm fully loaded,
the job done
But yo, I take care of business
Peachfuzz Now
What's up with this peachfuzz nonsense?
Peachfuzz What are y'all talkin' about
This peachfuzz?
the chest, then the belly - and stops for a moment ...
Take a long inhale again, moving it along the long edge of the rectangle - stop it for the length
don't know how many more I can take
Bitch, I'm sharin' the rock like Draymond
Slide through that side and you know I'ma take one
Y'all know my nigga by
Yeah
Ay, can y'all turn my headphones down? Significantly?
Cool, that's good
It was super loud
First of all, this shit about me
I ain't made
title
Al Kapone is my idile
To protect and serve
I roll with my assault rifle
Jack niggaz for nothin' less than a quarter key
Take hits on buster
When I'm alone
Smoking weed, sitting by the window in my home
Often thinking why the fuck is it I'm not in Rome
If I had a little motivation,
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