Lyrics:
back for your sins, old friends gettin impaled
By Hannibal The Great, how can I fail?
[ CHORUS ]
The root of all evil is poverty, no stoppin me
Do
lightning just struck
Holdin the do', cuttin they 'fros, wearin disguises
Exercising, puttin on weight, increasing sizes
Packin they tools and rollin in
Don't play with these n*ggas, can't f*ck with no h*e
Number one rule, act like you broke
Say f*ck it and go get a bag on the low
Ice on my neck
After I
in my teeth, b**** catch this frostbite.
H**, N*****
Wait... Holla if you hear me though.
I told them b****** they can holla if they hear me though!
I
bne khabib boht
Kholu dimag tera de de tool
Tere jaiso ko ham bheje school
Dodenge cheete gyi h cage khool
Married to the game
Lu mai dahege usool
Ayy
H-town I'm good nigga
Worldwide I'm good nigga
Bad bitch I'm good nigga
Bankroll I'm good nigga
Smoke some I'm good nigga
Nigga wassa I'm good nigga
a h** hit 3 laps i'm bout my chicken
Finna milk the game i needa cash cow
Bandzo imma buy me a foreign juss to bap wow
If your hoin ain't goin shit you
All my money gets invested I got no time to flex it
No time for flexin' I got no time flexin'
Bi**h I'll sleep when I'm dead I got no time for
Boutta pop out this b*h like a cap yuhh
The shi u talmbout be cappin
My n*ggaz reckless they wont stop shi
When u up that tool whose stop him?
Slimy
Boutta pop out this b*h like a cap yuhh
The shi u talmbout be cappin
My n*ggaz reckless they wont stop shi
When u up that tool whose stop him?
Slimy
block with them tools boy
They get used boy they get used boy, yuh digg
I got money now so it be seems to come a issue
I'm the s*** now I got off white
a motherfuckin' G, I don't play with no nigga
Multi-millionaire self-made, ho nigga
H-U-S-T-L-E gang
For that, in God we trust, we bang
I'm the new John Gotti
作词 : Lil Boo/SWALEN/斯耀/杨 珂 羽/G.H.K.
作曲 : Lil Boo/SWALEN/斯耀/杨 珂 羽/G.H.K.
Rebel Music 2020 cypher
Mixed by Lil Boo
Cover by Lil Boo & Unknown artist
know where I had to go
To heal my soul just not to lose it
{Pre Hook}
You'll Wak me right by your side
W-H-H-E-E-N
Y-O-U-U-R-R
R-E-E-c-D-Y
You'll
agree, I'm from SD and I won't flee
Gee what a guy, that's what they say
C-H-I-C-A-N-O de San Diego
Gotta give my Q-Vo's to all my primos out in Los
Oh so
And we camp with the corn by the bushes
So don't ever think that you can war us
(No you can't)
I follow the money, no stopping
So I guess you could call me
Bet I got more tools than inside your shed
Grim’s in, motherfucker
Gotta strike me dead
If I let them swing me around
On a tune or live on a set
If I
momma just knew by the fragrance
See this shit that I do is amazing
I just hop in the whip when I’m racing
I put 40 on tools make it 42
I just hop in
the emotional damage is more subtle
Senator Hawkins: Fire and chains and
Senator Hollings: It's outrageous filth!
Senator Hawkins: Other objectionable tools
a tool
Ya nigga me too
Pull up in a 2 do coupe
Woah
Never should have dropped outta school
You a fool
I was riding around feeling so cool
Picked it up
Don’t know where your h** at
She stay on me
I could f*** - That lil b****
And her bestie
Why you always
Always trynna bite me N****
That H
shows us the countries of the world
H is for helmet
H h helmet
A helmet is a hard hat which protects our head
I is for ink
I i ink
Ink is the liquid in
from the S.W.A.T home of that H niggas ain’t grow how I grow
And I’m smokin deadly and it’s hittin hard niggas can’t smoke how I smoke
And niggas can’t
racks but I want them multiplied by two
(‘Plied by two yea)
Nigga pissed his pants I ain’t even gotta grab my tool
(Grab my tool yea)
Seen that fat butt
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