Lyrics:
what?, Look I ain't have nothin' to do with killin'
(Baby)
Slow down, I'm talking bout some get money shit an how its gonna go down
(Lil Wayne)
Well
or duck your fitted
Get it then i flip it
Stupid ass bitches be trippin
Drivin boats da shit is wicked
I just gotta get it
Im juss tryna make a livin
Why
It's a different talk when u come round da da cuttas most of the lingo is regional
My lil brudda got smoke ion kno all dem niggas so watch how u walk
(Haha) I'm tryna get sold by Nette (It's bout time for a mortgage)
I'm on the gram. Tryna make another flip (Cash)
Million Dollar Pads. Wanna buy a house.
a lil' story out the Wood (Out The Wood)
We keep it O-G in this hood (In this hood)
We smokin' O-G out the woods (Out the woods)
Youngin', I ain't grow up
Tok, doper den a brick block, bag it up, sack it up, put it in a ziplock Titanic dont panic beat make the ship rock Quick flip quick trip gotta make
that rep colors is doing the same thing
Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me
A couple drive-bys in the hood lately (chyea)
Couple of IV's with
she a basic bitch
And fuck these niggas they on hating shit
"Nine to Five" nigga go work yo shift
Shout out (ALIAS) he serve out da lyft
Now they mad
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man
I know you
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man
I know you
(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in every hood)
[Lil' Flip]
From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha
nigga to stand out
You know what it is kid, your man got the money in his crib
Then we goin' go in your man's house
Double R D-Block nigga the camp's
move it by the bundle
My hood push birds like Alfred Hitchcock
Make work flip-flop, move it by the nick drop
Don't know how you do this, how we do
a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
up to something
Selling cracks sack by sack so they could function?
Well, yes and no
Yes we were selling it
But no, it wasn't blow
Cook it in
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
heart out shit
This that heartfelt shit
This that make it to the top but it's a hard lil' trip (Gotta focus, my nigga)
I'm right there, I wanna go, I
really out here! (We really out here, yeah yeah yeah!)
Uh, and it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again
Fuck the same hoes again,
don't have to do too much now
Go to my hood in a rush now
Stand in the middle we shut down
I know I'm with all the love now
Stand in my hood and I'm
Heart still made of gold
Mite of fell didn't fold
Keep a flip for the load
Got it jumping like a toad
Mug on my face
When im da mode
Dont play no game
what it is
Scared for your own kids
How these ghetto niggas taken over showbiz
They gives us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
(You
a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
the whole hood with me (yeah, yeah)
Don't, you, like, to groove
In your hooptie on your old, flip, flop, sweat shoes
To run yo' tennis shoes
Don't, it
straight to the basket
Cause I'm an natural born leader took that rock and I passed it
I take that stack and I fan it, lil bit we living flashy
This lil hoe
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