Lyrics:
Y'all know what's goin' on
21 Gang 'til I'm gone
4L Gang 'til I'm gone
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon'—
Roll the window down, stick
shawty
Hey, all my bad bitches stand up
See you by the bar gon' put your hands up
See you got a boyfriend shawty and what?
Ass so big barely pull your
muy orgulloso'
Look, we don't know no one like you (huh?)
Gold grills and you dance like Michael (what?)
No I's, MSFTS; no typos (woo)
Look,
Y'all already know what this is homeboy
No no no no no nigga
Fuck what you heard homeboy
Real niggas on deck
Goons is out nigga hey
We do
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
the fliest one of all?)
Do ya thang, girl, fuck what they lookin' at
We, the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat
West Coast baby, with so much gravy
You
not a test, DJ (Yeaaah)
Pit', Lil' Jon and the Twins boy (yeah)
We back one mo' again, back one mo' again (what)
We gon' show you how to do, do, do
Hi
They see me when I ride by
Them lil niggas can't match my fly
Won't let nun' bleed, won't let nun' die
So why you want smoke? Nigga I don't know why
ya
'Cause Ma$e don't do no welfare
Pay for no health care, that's what you got Obama for
I got my CPs from CP, got my Yeezys from Yeezy
The chick with
the building
Difference between us, you gon' buy it, I'ma build it
Got the new Rick Owens on, and you know they cost a lil' bit
I keep me a lil' bitch, her
be slangin' this wood, they wanna chop it (talkin' 'bout, uh)
No, I can't cuff on lil' shawty, don't do no coppin' (uh-uh, uh-uh)
You'll think it's
(boy you knowin')
Leavin' his body inside of that white line
.762, we gon' wake up the block, huh?
Nah, nigga wake up (go)
I just sent a lil
can do what you wanna, yeah
Baby, I bought you in the back, 'cause you need a lil' persuasion
Plus you need a lil' ventilation
Let's talk about you
for you
I said I'd do this for my culture
To let y'all know what a nigga look like in a bulletproof Rover
In my mama's sofa was a doo-doo popper
to mine (c'mon)
What makes you think that I won't run up on you with the nine? (uh-huh)
We do this all the time (what?), right now we on the grind (yeah)
to Earth
Bottles sipping, love the Burt, young nigga that's doing dirt
Long Beach across my shirt, all y'all niggas gon' get merked
What the fuck is you
chose you
We're all that I want and I still want you, oh
I can't believe that I'm trippin' on you
'Cause that's what I promised I was never gon' do
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
And I'ma knock his brain loose
Do what you do
These hatin' niggas got it bad
Nigga talkin' tough until my lil' partna went shot his ass
And if you
but, if it add up
One, two, nigga that's mad nuts
Game you mad nuts, how you gon' call out all these
Bitches knowin' damn well they gon' call me
The only
smoked a nigga
I can close yo casket and
Just laugh like before, lil' nigga
Bitch now what up?
Strapped to the tee, you gon get bust up
(Bitch)
He say that
So, Lil Wayne, what's your motivation?
Is that really a question? (Yeah, shorty)
Do you really have that written down in your notepad? (You
So this is what I'm a do man, you know what I'm sayin'
I'm a get each of you niggaz, you know what I'm sayin'
From the bay by the be -ball piece,
And a nigga still ain't known to fold under pressure
Well, you know what Cole do
Make a diamond, they just rhymin', me, I'm quotin' gold
One phone call get
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