Lyrics:
Ey mr d o double r my nigga blocko Gucci Mane
Whats happenin yeah yeah
I aint bullshittin
Gucci bout his buisiness
Twelve tryin catch me they got me
Ayy, Suge what I tell you, nigga?
When I come out of jail what was I gonna do
I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right?
Watch
it I'm the brightest
Back to the realest shit
Yeah, exclamation, fuck a explanation
Better watch yo (Lady)
(Boom) Bounce (Boom) Bounce
(Boom) Bounce
keep a "blucka-blucka"
Hit 'em all week
Give me the keys to the bubble
I'm on y'all street
And watch it go up in flames boy
Blow up tha game boy throw up
see Dog, Joe Cool and Jelly Loc (Criiiiiiiiiiiiip)
Yeah I miss my homie L Dog
Mr. Elgin Hughes, Mr. Knuckles, 107 BCG's
Lil Bam AKA Naked Bam, RSC's
Man
I just told Pee, "This really niggas' worst nightmare, man
They don't wanna see Lil Baby with the Barbie" (Papi Yerr)
Tell 'em my Nina, my bitch,
pimp Mr. Glock
Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound
And bitches jocked his trigga every time he came around
Big baller, big game
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I
man always been a lil man
But turnt into the bigger and started gettin them dividends
Im da muthafuccn man
Mr do what I want niggas do what they can
can't let 'em block my blessings (my blessings)
I just dropped the top on the drop (drop)
If they gon' watch gon' let 'em (keep flexin')
Snakes gotta
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
fucked up my power steerin' (go)
Sixties, they so big, it make my shit sit like a chariot (well damn)
I just bust a watch that bitch got so many karats
the same, I am a martian (cha, fuck with)
I do 'cause lil' Tunechi always bless me
He killed me on my own track, so what? Not you
Fuck you, I spit like I
by his dental work, he get identified
His bitch gotta come and verify, the revolution will be televised
I'm 'bout to binge watch, fuck her on Zoom
on Jimmy Choos
2012 when we did the Giuseppes, Margielas was cool
When you lil' niggas was worried about Jordans we was rocking them Loubs
If I got
on me
My phone's tapped so I had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them niggas this the year when they pull the trigger
Shit, this is what you
here can watch
Tell me again and I'll touch Mrs. Hughes
You've got her confidence you get to choose
I can hardly refuse
Down the town center where
Yo, crack the Remy Martin
For niggas pumpin' weed by the mini-market
Bring it when you see me park it
I think big like Diddy office
I fuck a ho
Bro get to talking 'bout- uh, yeah
Uh (yeah) , aye lil Keis on the beat, boy
Uh, Lil Boat, aye
When I run up, put your gun up (uh)
All you hear
again, I want my heart to mend
But Mr. Marigold won't let me stay
woohoowoohoo...
I Watch each step I take so carefully, carefully
'Cause one false
my steel, but I like to drill
Wake up, work, and pay my bills, but I like to chill
I just bought another GT coupe, that's the lil' one
I watch
callin' Earl
Since my stomach was empty, it seduced me to fuck the world
Watch my lil' homies lose they childhoods to guns
Nobody cries no more 'cause we
sit
Don't gotta show
Legal finesse
Invest the profit
Watch how it go
Mr.T the way I pitty the fool
She know I got goals I got shit to lose
Public
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
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