Lyrics:
Coke, pills or leaves nigga (need nigga, need nigga)
I still get what you need nigga (need nigga, need nigga)
Coke, pills or leaves nigga
Bitch I'm
inside
I'm a petty nigga, I got vicious pride
Rollie meteorite, we on different time
I roll with gorillas, nigga, still I get the lionshare
My hustle
opponent
M.C. Ice T just microphonin'
33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute
This record is def because my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight
a lot of dough, and a little bit of time
Bitch I wanna fuck, I don't wanna know what's on ya mind
Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is
the bitch fly, see how fast we can go
They hated, I made this shit happen, I slept on a pallet
Post at the trap with the ratchet, I used to fuck with
on airplanes like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but hats off
When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the one-two
Orheezyx
Hahahahhahahahahaha
B.O.B Bitch A.G.T type shit
What's up Up Next
What i'm stepping in
They not in stores
But they still on my feet
What I'm
wanna stray, there's a way out (way out)
Keep your mind on your money, enroll in school
And as the years pass by, you can show them fools
But you ain't
kid and let the haters hate
i turned my bathtub into a grow womb
if you walk by when my sister's in full blown
thats going bitch
sit by myside she sits
Glock got the rounds
Four in the mornin', still breakin' it down
Me and my niggas, we takin' the town
Come off them pockets, yea shakin' em down
Got
the fuck out
Why this bitch up in my face?
Damn, the thots out
Why this ho up in my section, nigga you too
Pretty clean, motherfucker, up on YouTube
Finna
of Bill,
And Johnny's lads stand very still.
With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout
- there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.
Georgie moves
hustlin', wasn't no plug in the beginning, matter fact there still ain't, I'm still struggling with it
I never smuggled a chicken
But I swear I had dreams,
of weed with DJ I fuck with my Dawg the long way i bet all my niggas gon have this bitch on replay (Hot Heads)
All my niggas Hot Heads but we still be
Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap
I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy
IDK)
A Millionaire nigga still get it in
Fuck the community bitch i ain't fittin in
Go to Q block and just slide with a FN
Shoot up the feds cuz you know
what a nigga made for
I open fire on her open mouth, case closed
Came in this bitch with Chuck Taylor's screaming fuck haters
Bad bitch I'ma fuck
in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't too young to know this
That was President Johnson but now it's (Georgia) Bush
We from a town where (Georgia)
If I, if I had to go me gear done...as it happens, (snaps his fingers) just in the nick of the time I got it done. If I...
Nicko: Yeah, I still didn't
Wake up one morning and that bitch was gone
We not in Kansas like Patrick Mahomes
Over the rainbow and back in the two flat
The witches is too flat,
sleepin'(Tie 'em up!)
Gimme a minute you be ??? Huggin the clip
You wishin it wasnt a day like this(I wonder why)
Ii be in yo' crib bangin yo' bitch(I love
me
Bitch, come blow me
Pull up my mamba, R.I.p. Kobe, that's my OG (that's my OG)
Still no Grammy, but I got trophies, then I went OT (then I went
loot
I won't stop rappin', I don't stop rappin'
I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin'
We some presidential players, with money by
out a nine
R.I.P. my niggas, love them boys like they still alive (R.I.P. my niggas)
Marmar did five, came home, brodie went right back
Shit made me
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