Lyrics:
(Baby)
California is so damn green (Damn green baby)
Hit another 40 sacks
Then hop on the plane and fly in my own tracks
Wiser then the high priest
I ma
Coup d'etat
We shippin' 국제 특허 소스
5분안에 bake the bread
오늘 안에 get the cash
밀어 내 뒷심 119%
오른발 hit the gas
Pedal to the medal 40s in the meadows keepin'
road trips (yeah)
I just downed a Perc'
I'm finna hit her with this dope dick
(Pull up, ho)
Wake up, brush my teeth, wash my ass
Then I get to it (Let's
To peace of mind getting older
Is this waste of time
On the coldest nights
I'll be by your side
Or should I
I'm goin 180 they turning 360
I hit a new 40
It's 40 an ounce I came by it
I can't lie, the truth is important
I can't hide it
Some of you forgot what you put
In and can't find it
No wonder you
strictly abt smoke
Bitch If we can't get em baby draco hit his folks
Gave my patna slice of bread he told me it don't take much make it triple at the end da
hit the pavement when you run!
AIN’T YOU TIRED OF RUNNING FROM YO GREATNESS?!
DON’T YO LIGHT GET SUFFOCATED BY YO FAKENESS?!
YOU GONE DIE
the last 40 years
I’ll always love you tree but now I’m going
I’m growing
This was not about you spending
Time in the forest
This has been about me
"Long time I ain’t said a prayer, wrote something for God but I didn’t hit send though
London baby straight from the belly of the beast so it’s
god ill work to die
Hot as hell beside this boiler swear to god I'm about to fry
c 9 to 5 aint me i been busting 14s cause a 40 hour week isn't buying
Yo
Talk shit, you get hit
Simple and plain, don't start shit if you never resolved it
You like arguing? Then let's argue, shit, you start bitch
Look
to knock nobody
But I gotta leave this here spot with shorty
Even if nigga go out his way and drop like forty (yeah)
Nigga Loon is a freak but I'm really
City light, got me buggin and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with
A man with forty acres plowed and planted
Can't send no fourteen year old boy to no school
The only thing I learned in the years I worked on my
to then playin' deals
F-B-I profile criminals
Tell me all you know
Approached by a business man say he grow
Got a line on the south if we make that hit
He
Like that
Calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down
Now every move I make, no room to hesitate
In this competitive game, sometimes you do
?bout
Nearly almost hit the floor
?Cause he could tell just by the tread, sides of green, top of red
This stagecoach was the Chevy from next door
He
and it's all gravy
Snatchin your girl, burnin out in my Mercedes
On buttons, say nothin, gangsta struttin did it all
Watchin me when I hit the door
jail, all the crackheads are dying
My man got AIDS, he was hit hard
To get laid, he paid a crackhead for a five dollar quick job
In the ghettoes this
and it's all gravy
Snatchin your girl, burnin out in my Mercedes
On buttons, say nothin, gangsta struttin did it all
Watchin me when I hit the door
the basement by himself
Closet alcoholic, 40 oz Jim beam then vomit
Aim for the toilet his head will be hurting in the morning
He's on a drunken rampage smashing
murder-a lotta
That's me - ya notice, I die for the Lotus
Like a kamikaze I hit the vocal and I blow this..
[Chorus]
thing they ever seen
See my name in flashin' lights and cover magazines (yeah)
Do it for the real ones and I do this for my team (ooh)
They want me
to see your family in front of a firing squad
So, to feed your kids? I need these bricks
Forty tons in total, let me test it, indeed, I
Shit, this is
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