Lyrics:
I seen a junkie passing by eleven
Eleven
Ohk
Devil I met ya but don't beg ya fuck ur district
Ohk
Evil Rachel why you pray for don't u repeat
Ohk
to Brenda, Laticia, or Linda, Felicia
She came for me twice, I didn't even nut for her once, you know I'm a pleaser
Forty-two millimeter, was made in Geneva
the district
Driving like I got missions
Feel like the family misfit
Wait
In the whip
Like a droptop
Put my hands out the window
You know that summer never
myself
But I'm a force when we're together
Mami, I'm good all by myself
But, baby, you, you make me better
(You make me better)
You make me better
Pooh, you a fool for this one go Grizz
You told me, yeah winners Circle
She told me that she loved me
In that state of mind
Holdin' on to that
it was already too late
In the capitol, with your freezer full
Do you represent your district, or your daddy's will?
Oh, it haunts me
Ooh, how could I
you see what I see
Gold and purple mountains
Yellow lamborghinis by the ocean
Cali dreamings coming back
Golden coast is where it's at
You might see me
do your shit
(Face down, ass up) Fuck me good
Cause ain't no nigga out here fuck you like I could
Grip you by your hand, waist, pillow to face
I just a lil' China
Yeah, on this cali kush, got me levitating
Yeah, all I know is rush, we ain't never waitin' (we ain't never waitin')
Yeah, all in
the man told you crazy (crazy)
Who the fella told you crazy
I'm better than ya, lazy
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랩 만만한 genre, too many generals
Jeah, uh
Real niggas stand up, uh
Whoo
Jeah, uh, uh, yo
From Cali to Philly, Philly to Cali
I deliver the order, haulin' a milli
Why'all
swag I know that they robbin'
Failure not a option
Loving what you rocking
We don't do the talking
Got a Cali king rocking
Cali king rocking
spit it fly
Illest in my district Buhay Cali on my fitted fire
Off top till any five that you listed die
Might float mainstream for bigger fish to fry
Big ass mansion to big
I forgot I was in this bitch
You hear me
Time
That bitch hard right there
You want moncler
Or
You want Rick owens
Come
doin' it
Before you niggas ruined it
Show me somethin' different
You either kissin' dick or givin' me distance
You live in a district
Of dimebags
the Haitian's behind me
District thirteen posted up, if you boys wanna come find me
And my shooters stay with me, a natural born leader
I'm the OG
a catfish
You don't know me, you better get to know me
Stand up tall, right next to Kobe
A young G, I had the weapon on me
Slice up work like pepperoni
blunt the fattest
If u hit this shit, it have you ecstatic..
The stoned immaculate
Ya whole catalogue
Had me and ya shawty cacklin'
And then i had her
the money I be gettin
Coming from a place you get your own
Stealing swag that's so forbidden
Hop up in my car, 1968 Camaro, boy
I’m shifting
Give a fuck about
soon
See the situation we sophisticated goons
I know you live by the gun then you die by it too
Niggas call me prophecy, swagging and philosophies
are you? I been a man
Them crackers see me, "Oh not him again"
Tear your ass out the jump, middle finger to Trump
Fuck the police, they crooked
How I get robbed in cali
I be with cali thugs
Got mobbed in cali
Yeah that cali love
Come chatter mouth
Have my bling black is out
Stick me what
account
Nigga ain't ya mad at me
I'm so happy to see that you stopped your life to watch mine
Yeah you see it fool
Snoop's everywhere, Italy I'm heavy
in la with the Lakers
Baby look good imma take her
Only want me for the paper
Shorty told me I'm her savior
When you with me no favors yeah
You look
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