Lyrics:
penitentiaries, soldiers of the century, yeah
Here to get it, told my niggas they need get the hell
Down with the dirt, and we don't fuck around
Buck a couple
but she said she wanna smoke on some runts
I play no games but I really get money for fun
And What you talkin ima be out ina month
She kno I’m hot she
like it's a drug Yeah im in da club ful of bud oui shawty im cold everybody know
Ima spit my game hypnotize me with that frame you aint call me by
Talkin' like that'll have 'em all scared
Don't come to me with no petition
Fool, come to me with ammunition
'Cause the bang, bang, buck, buck,
Boom,
can't get up (2x)
[ VERSE 1 ]
I guess it all started when we was young
Lil' niggas runnin round with loaded waterguns
It was sort of fun, playin
doubt
We lose our minds, where's the lost and found?
Had you by my side in cap and gown
Board games and gummy bears all around
Their perception of us,
comrades
Watching YouTube
You think its all fun
Nah Its real slumbs
Nah its real guns
Watching YouTube
You think its all games
Nah we don’t play
Nah we don
love with her, I just wanna be the one to hit her
Drop off and let the next n**** get her
That's the way it goes, it's time to shake a hoe, make
called me and said that a n***a been gone for too long
But I gotta get the racks
That shit a fact I know where I belong
If ain't money don't pick up my
fever
Slide on them niggas we hop in a Beamer
Masked up can't see me John Cena
Keep me a chop this a double odd buck
Your hoe is a thot so I don't give
grabbing the pussy by the handful
Cause the man knows
That he can’t lose
With a few scandals
When Vladimir Putin is handing him
Wikileaks used to advantage
life by the A.K.
Everyday niggas at war niggas dyin'
That's yo ass if you don't have it on yo waste line
Kickin' N.O.playin' by no rules realah
to the red for fucking with us
Now we sick in the head nigga
By all means, it really don't stop, stay out the dark
Keep messing get marked
Face to face I'm 'a
You’re blocking me out
This isn’t a phase
I think I’m devout
In love with the game
Were having a child
Still needing a name
I’n thinking out loud
and dangerous
Ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel
Dust, label us notorious. Thug ass niggas that love to bust, its strange to us
Y'all
pretend to be
And they're scary they're just as yellow as cheddar cheese
Make a game plan its so many possibilities
No time
To fall behind
With small minds
't know why
My whole family is loud you should know
But I guess it's a trait I'll gain as I grow
I remember playing racing games with my bro
Calling my
once, she came back and gave me that nasty suck
Cash n bucks is what I make, chillin with some glass and bud
Find a bitch to play the game, and pull
(N** just be talking shit
He ain’t doing nothin
Trying to keep up with the next n**
Ion need any that shit)
(Yea), Everybody wanna be the man in
Yeah-yeah, right now (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Yeah, Bang!
Yeah, I don't really fuck with a lame
Yeah, you know me to numb the pain, say no name
I spit that game
fun to stop
Handle business but don't do it in a office
Wouldn't believe what they just offered
I turned it down because I want some more
My nigga, you
and switch,
Like say what you want,
Big drake with a drum,
Might as well go splat sum, motherfucker finna have some fun,
Winnipeg got hit so many times they
bandanna
And I still got my jewels like my name is Santana
Look li'l' homie y'all really don't know me
Lookin' for the squad but see I'm by my lonely
the jeans be cut
Rick Owen socks, Rick Owen for the dubs
Bitch I fly to Greece and you know I kept the stubs
Giannis 34 and I'm playing for the Bucks
What
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