West 2 East
Guzzo
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I rolling round like I danny phantom I rolling round in a ghost All of these bitches want be bad buh Ion want no hoes All these bitches they coming in twos Bitch I going hard I from deh jou I gon' sweep up dem opps with a broom I gon' slide in the finni go vroom I gon' whip up my wrist til it muhfuckin' break in the pot, niggas ain't making a lot I gon' send that lil bitch yeah right to you to get me that drop, niggas be begging for twat If I roll out and put muhfuckin' racks on your head, my nigga thats plenty of knots All of my shooters they rolling they leaving you dead, my nigga thats plenty of shots I really dark, my gun full of melanin I geh the chop in my closet, no skeleton Que pasa tu hablas, I only speak benjamins I like them bills yeah the ones with the presidents I like my switches they coming in clutch Puffin on opps and they inside the dutch I blow my stick any day of the month You not my dawg nigga you is a mutt We sending bullets from back to the front Hundred percent yeah fosho get you touch We ain't fighting no more, ain't no fuss Take he head and just fling in the bush Hop in the trap and just flick on the stove I took the codeine and simmer my soul Rent out the yacht and then go for the load We geh that profit in plenty of o's I went and buy a new g-man my neck yeah you know that it flooded with gold When I go step out these bitches, these hoes, these ladies they want me to hold Can't even lie I don't need me nobody I rather do shit on my own I made a promise to me and myself yeah fosho I ain't selling my soul My magazine like a ruler Run up I hit your medula I been cooling with the cougars They like guzzo how you do that I been rolling with the mob Speaking on me you geh rob Sweep a nigga with the broom Clean a nigga with the mop Had to solidify up in the streets Roll up they block in a muhfuckin leaf I geh respect from the west to the east I geh the chop right behind of the seat I want that smoke til these niggas deceased All kinda bullets you know we geh each I stepping out on a hunt on a eat I shoot the pussy boy right in his beak I roll his body right up in a sheet I gon' whip up my wrist til' it Muhfuckin break in the pot niggas ain't making a lot I gon' send that lil bitch yeah right to you to get me that drop niggas be begging for twat If I roll out and put muhfuckin racks on your head, my nigga thats plenty of knots All of my shooters they rolling they leaving you dead, my nigga thats plenty of shots I really dark my gun full of melanin I geh the chop in my closet no skeleton Que pasa tu hablas I only speak benjamins I like them bills yeah the ones with the presidents I like my switches they coming in clutch Puffin on opps and they inside the dutch I blow my stick any day of the month You not my dawg nigga you is a mutt
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