Lyrics:
get a re-up when it going to fall
Love gonna hurt like a motherfucker
Say what you want better gon get her
Too much money on my mind this grind is 24
7
over, looking over for a dancer
Left leg, Right leg
Dance like you got a paycheck
Left leg, Right leg
Throw it back cos you a bad chick
Left leg, Right
you at, holla back
And, ahh - Clap, Clap
All the fellas in the from
Ante up and throw it up
And, ahh - Clap, Clap [x2]
[hook: Kulaia x2]
Couldn't wait
The Pontiac?
I'll throw you across the river. I threw a silver dollar across, I can
throw you.
When you hear the countdown, everyone shut up because it's
Airplane mode
On my way up
I won't let up
I can't let up
Na i can't let up
Stock going up
Won't give it up
Stacking it up
I'm on a up
They run up the hate
I
that
All that is 1-5-fo'-5 about that
Nigga you wit me (THROW IT UP) for the world's most dangerous niggas
From the Marx, Fizzy Wo' the orc, slingin
(You keep me hanging by) "Keep him hanging by a thread"
You throw a length of rope, I grab, you hope,
It's just enough to hang myself
I make
of this shit
Now I'm a hue light up the room when I spit
It's 9:02 where's my boo cuz it's lit
The song calling my name
She calling me late told me she
you know who it might be (Ooo Ooo)
I be beating up Kiera like nightly (Ooo Ooo)
In the window I'm hoping they might see (Ooo Ooo)
Do The Right Thing she
Disses from sides I never crossed in my life
You set the bar I crossed the line fuck it in crossing it twice
I got your bitch up in this suite rolling
Just woke up to a new day
Find a new way
I know I'll succeed
I've been moving at my own pace
That's a new wave
I'm finally free
I've been feelin real
I think my choppa a snake
The way it be rattling
Come over here and cop you O
If you ain't from the J then nigga you slow
This a glock .twenty-three
You ain't banging, nigga
What the fuck you was doing, man?
Where your rag at, nigga?
Throw your hood up, nigga
Throw your set up, nigga
Bang,
released by David East (what up East?)
Verses hit hard, never pitched hard or played the streets
These niggas' whips hard, behind closed doors, can't pay
throw a baby in 'em
I might just throw 'em a gold fronts
Pour up a cup of E & J and light up a dro blunt
I was never soft, never saw me flinchin' when
like its got bleach in
But i can't knock your hustle
You're just trying to get your weight up wait up
Thought you could slide by on a brudda like
who you swimming with
It's ten of us riding up on the city bus
Sittin' here tryin' live for the scripture like it's Leviticus
Tackling reality,
Hold up, flip it quick Allegheny, baby, smokin' by the crick
Trappin' by the river, get it off the cliff Hold up, flip it quick
Allegheny, baby,
ain't no one sneazin'
Ah, this hoe fye, fye
If you black, we N'Sync, bye, bye, bye
West, that's my side
Throw it up and I'ma put it down until I die
a Black Beama'
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Segal, and do it all illegal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a Regal
Uhh it
to kick 'em out
Silent wars in my head, it's more to go around
Man, huh (shit)
Repent for my sins then I turn around
By next weekend, do it again
smack opps and keep it movin Aye
I I I I I got alotta pride
When I'm down bad I can't look In my momma eyes
Yeah we grew up traumatized
Whoa that shit
and over
Then you wake up
You still can't believe it you
Know why? Cause you was
Lied to by Google! You was lied
To by Mark Zuckerberg! Mark Zuckerberg
You
the time?
Then toss it to my niggaz
You know I throw them dimes
Lookin for a turn-up, and then they found me
4 in the morning, we ain't even sound asleep
You
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