Lyrics:
I’ve never been hiking
I’ve always had a licence for this hip-hop
Influenced by the rap that vocally
Said they killed cops
I’m riding on E with a bitch
7th Lennox and what about the east side
El Barrio, we blowin' smoke while we G ride
Washington Heights dime lo tato you know
Todo bien tato capo, uh
neglected the Lord that day
Okay I'm cappin', 7 years ducking the house of pray
Instead of words from a cardinal, I chose to wander carnivals
With Shuga
yeah
Four score and seven years ago, I used to drive a fucking lincoln, yeah
Bitch, you been talkin' bout hookin' up, yeah, when the fuck is we linkin
I
inch wheels is what I roll
And when I pass yo bitch all outta control
[Baby]
Buyin' Lexus Land Cruisers
The 4-7 the big pipe user
Hoe abuser
[Manny
thinkin' 'bout shit I never had
Pass through the W.S. neighborhood
Knowin' I can do my best in Westwood
Cut off by a white BM, driven by a yuppie
He sticks
she not eating kids then finna return her (Uh, huh)
I found this bitch by the Chattahoochee (Uh, huh)
She like cause I'm in Prada Gucci (Uh, huh)
I fuck
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
gun with no glove and then let go
If you do though, you better make the ILL U Turn
Pick it back up, tuck and run
Make your shoe burn
Slap A BITCH UP
Cap When There's Non To Loose
Third Of The Loyal Cause cmma Loco
You Do Wrong By Me I'm Like c Cholo Where's My 38
Fuck c Fourth Loco Bitch cmma Choke
my bitch a Birkin bag
Whats it gonna take
For me to get some love round here
24/7 every day of the year
I've been working nigga
And I had to make it
let her ball out forever 21
Bitch talking bout she 37
I used to chop at Forever 21
Been 20 years since she was 21
Bitch, I been a savage before 21
I was
neck
I get it out of the mud, I’m posted up at the trap
Yeah, 7 days a week, everyday that bitch slap
I do this shit for real, I really live what I rap
ride by my house
Late at night
Bitch you could neva be me
I smash shit on site
I get rich off you broads and the shit that you do
Ya texting his phone
you cupid missed
Ain't gon be a drive-by, you just cruise and miss
I'm the dude ya' bitch lemme' loob her tits
While the doob is lit
I'm a lunatic
Bitch
Seven, grams in the blunt
Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt
It's Eastside, we in this bitch
Wish a nigga would, like a tree in this
my guns
All my women
Ryc is chillin
Sorta like a villain
Surrounded by funky fresh n fly women
Some um is poolside, some um is swimmin
Some um
line, dare a nigga take mine,
Tutored by the OGs,
Three fifty seven when I'm barking,
Six nails for that coffin, keep the shells,
Toss the gun and keep
shots for a nigga like 3 dimes
Niggas undercover like a cold nigga
I'mma break her back like old nigga
Brave enough to stand by my gun you a bold nigga
the ocean, riding dolphins, grab 'em by the fin
Uh, yea bitch I'm ten feet tall
Bunch of hoes playing with my beach balls
The money in the way, I don't see
cousin
I just let that slide by i kno dem bitches tryna fuck me
Why niggas go cop a seven tryna sell it
Bitch go smoke that
Cause niggas like my brothers
club, shoot, stab, sell crack
Straight like that
We eat, sleep, shit street life
Straight like that
We get knocked by the same ?
Straight like that
Thirty-eight strands we through em on the table
Sampled em all one by one I was able
They all taste good, defeated to smoke
Next the two footer, I wanted
Right where his 'foot' was supposed to be.
Now, billy the mountain, he couldn't believe it!
All those postcards he'd posed for, for over these years
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