Lyrics:
You know we back, right?
Clear the streets out
Come on with it, ha-ha, Star Trak
Niggas is haters, I'm doin' deals like the majors
Ice Cream
Right when y'all finna leave the joint then I show up
Star-spangled up and my chain got cuts
Mr. T looked, saw my shit and went nuts
Starks stays in
one-time will harass us
And all the while
We see girls jog
Sheri's little car is pourin' out smog
Then we made a right and I spotted one in tights (Yo
one-time will harass us
And all the while
We see girls jog
Sheri's little car is pourin' out smog
Then we made a right and I spotted one in tights (Yo
(La Flame, straight up)
Hold up it's a marathon
Where the fuck my medicine
We the only ones that's trill ain't we?
We the only thing they feel ain't it?
face)
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
If this is a race I ain't goin' for no pace I am goin' for your place
Bow ya home, how ya gone
Fuck with me if I ain't
and Lil Ke, we be working the mouth piece
When I throw this focus from up north they down to south east
Mo City and Hershewood we hooked up to get paid
her stretch her next one call me Mr slay it
Lil baby you know I can't make it up I never was one of the regulars
Ain't no nigga checkin' my temperature
lil tape, lil tape
Bitch's tape, bitch's tape, bitch's tape
Lil tape, lil tape, lil tape, lil tape
I ain't back by popular demand i never left
Bitch
let's get high tonight (my lil' homies)
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggas run the streets
I remember, when
the whole Mr. Mooks incident
But let me tell you one thing
Ain't nobody's gonna take out the Chuckle out of Chuckle City you got that
Chuckle City is
six-one blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by, my nigga, we cockin' it
Poppin' on imposters, fake ass mobsters
East side niggas, ain't no stoppin' us
My recipe
thuggin'
I got shooters right beside like I'm Tim Duncan
I got shooters in the cut like I'm Tim Duncan
We just trying to go to legit but niggas still
that water with me
right after Mr.Martin's class (??)and me
straight to Barret think I was worried bout the trulency? please
got paid for them old
big ass AK
I ain't come to fucking play, go hard everyday like Lil Baby we get paid
Get the text "I'm on my way"
She said "Shh, it's getting late"
Like
in 24 I wasn't even trapping
I got 32 up in this clip & penny in the head
Lil nigga I'm working my magic
From Mr.Hold up to Mr.Made let em have it
Told my Papa he can rest
You ain't got to stress no more
I'ma keep your legacy goin'
I ain't Lil Tezz no more
You ain't got to tell me I'ma go
Don't
every time we link back up, you just get hurt again
You put all men in a box, I ain't one of 'em
Funny how you got all the answers and none of 'em
You
(what?)
Bad hoe comin' all over, nigga, I ain't talking treehouse
Rat nigga, her job bitch nigga, yeah
Now we in the trap house
How you comin' in
that you can throw at me
[Verse 1 - Mr. Chris]
(SOON TO COME)
[Chorus - Lil Shade]
This is just the start of things youll never get between my wings
meaning of a hound dog? (What?)
Butt sniffing, dick licking, all kinds of rouges y'all
I'm in a club, smoking on a square
Step on out to get a lil
meaning of a hound dog? (What?)
Butt sniffing, dick licking, all kinds of rouges y'all
I'm in a club, smoking on a square
Step on out to get a lil
And Mr. Mr. Scarface went up the block again
(All I have in this world all I have in this world
All I have all I have all I have in this world)
off
Say put lil monk on the map if he walk it off
I'ma I'ma
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin to stunt
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin
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