Lyrics:
here it ain't none but them players baby
So just go head and let me get up right behind you
And stop asking for the name cause its Chiblue
Rich n
the dawg, y’all know how we do it)
Zoe Gotti what’s hatnen man this ya boy let’s check in real quick (what’s hatnen Zoe Gotti)
You get it by any means hanh
pass it around
We make the world go round like this g funk sound
I keep the pedal to the medal speed dreamin
Slidin' dip n glidin' chocolate tide
psycho shit
I got a axe with ten blades
That I might go get
If I explain it to you, nia
Then you will get hit
Tell your mama it’s a black dress
She needs
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
no space
And your bitch ain't bad, nigga, you ain't go no taste
And everybody want to be the king like the deck ain't got no ace
Half of my bitches
I was just stuck in the bando I had to go get my bands up
Now my hood they call me the goat
She ain't want to f*** I ain't have nothing threw up
[Chorus - Master P]
[Wish Bone]
Yeah yeah
In the mist of the ghetto
When I fly ride by die
Niggas want to let go
It's a pain just to maintain
But
to
Bring it back home to you, because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good
[Ace Hood]
Baby just hold it down, I need a chick that'll ride for me,
My
niggas they either dead or in prison
Be the suspect n go to jail or the victim
In the whip with gang we see a opp we yellin get him
Get in my feelings, sit
Uh huh, I see you lookin'
When we roll by, pussy still cookin'
Freaks get tooken when they lookin' for stars
If you don't like my face, bitch, look
the vintage stick em up pro
Sixteen years old did his jail since there was no where to go
Every mornin' calls his commrad to come n get em' a smoke
He insane
So many come to where riders ride
Slide, slide, roll 'n ride
Front 'n back, side to side
Pimpin baby side to side
Keep it hood, riders ride
Slide,
and life saver
We keepin it hood, choppin that wood, making the paper
Sckary Musik is IJAB and grand slams
With the bat man we robbin you of criminal haters
be chilling by myself like island
Well connected like version
Hell yea Nigga I got it
I really be chill I hate to get violent
Money just stacking up
they'd sell they mother for a 7 digit figure
don't you get it...
Chorus
[O.C.]
Yo Sauk, yo Ace, what's up wit money over there
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it
to put on for mine
Everyday I grind
I can't be wasting time
You only live life once and I ain't gon waste mine
I'ma go get it by any means
Work hard no
chopped off
The feds tappin' fool it's dangerous when you hood trappin'
So don't get lost in the sauce slingin' cold crack'n
So you crack this weed
Its NoL8ne Oh My God
cll we know is go get money
Go get money
Go get money
cll we know is go get money
Go get money
Go get money
cll we know
on my back, and they all gon' rock
Ay, P.K.A.A.N.E., man
Tell them niggas somethin' gon' rock, man
Let them niggas know, man. Get on that hot shit, man
Just all you about how you deal wit it you feel me... listen here
[Chorus]
When life seems hopeless
It make a n**** lose focus
Empty beer
to joke n****? laugh when you get blown up (come on)
See how funny it is when your kids ain't got no father
'Cause you played it sweet now you floating
Kick a freak hoe out the spot, get hard and let her back in
Say she from Miami, hoes front of back and go to sleep, lil' hoe Its
3 a.m. Atlanta, two
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