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the coupe
Put a nigga face down when we hang out the roof
Lack on the curve watch he get execute
Sit and watch channel 12 let me get a review
Done smoke all

house, askin' to speak to my woman no more
How the fuck is that your house
Nigga, you don't even live here
That's me comin' down in that Chimney with that

attached to random women
I load the chop and hit the block I guess I'm back to sinning
Catch me sliding down that chimney like it's fucking Christmas
And I

get hype
Jump up and down
Wait (Wait)
Naruto run (Run run)
We about to storm this shit like AREA 51
(Ayyeeee)
Circle around right now
Crowd get hype

around us just to take some pictures
When I'm talking, better write it down like it's a lecture
It's a different connection. Baby girl, I feel it
Pulled up

your chops and glocks, if you drop, they, we'll break
And your momma is a ho, she was droppin' it down low
I threw the bitch about 15, and she gave me

I'm in my bag
The way I'm chasin' all this green
We put titties on our chops
And attach the blue beams
All these niggas talkin' crazy
They ain't never

I ain't mad
You killed it, nigga
Let me step in the ring

We steady mackin', the rest of y'all niggas quarterbackin'
Chop niggas in half, bad fashion

whip, uh
Lil bro got glocks and fns, dumb nigga, I got big chops (Uh huh)
Steady posting your location, kick it down, we gon pop the ops (Pop)
Just

again
You will wear the ball and chain
Keep on tramping, that's the best thing you can do
He walked up and down the street
'Till the shoes fell off his

My bitch Drip her down in door
Take one Imma even the score
Push start Got butterfly doors
Bullets gone clean out his system Detox
Bullets make

a Mercedes
Baby on me yea she just a whore
I run it back but she needed more Morphine, Louis V on me new Perc 30
All down the side of my jeans
You wanna run it

yeah
If I make these millions, baby
I'm gon' need some more, yeah
I'm the man and I said it
You talking down? Go dead it
At the top floor, I'm headed

(Am I a God?)
(Lorenz don't stop)

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Broke me down a dutch and ima fill it with exotic weed
Counting hella money, hella hundreds ain't

to ya top
Drinking lean drinking wok
Selling fiends all the rocks
If I'm shooting I won't miss it
Bullets aiming at your biscuit
Bitch you know I'm down

carpet I feel like Aladdin
Two freaks BillyB bed covered in satin
Lamb chops with the Greek Salad I need two baddies just to keep me balanced
You can

Tycoon

C-BO

Enemy of the State

2000

be shining
My broad stays smothered down
And Victoria's Secret from a disc to her ass crack
Right price to peeping in all
I'm not a pimp I just live

glizzy gone spank you
I shut down your block lil nigga and shut down the bank too
I swear your body pass due
Talking to my chop like girl your welcome baby

Why yall tripping like one call can't off you niggas
I got glocks dracs chops autos and semi
Why you kissing on that thot she sukked my children
I'm

I want a hundred m's like my idol
My pockets fat looking like a bible
Chop the top off the coupe suicidal
Smg rolling deeper than a tribe do
And if

Fantastic 4

Big Punisher

The Professional

1998

85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders

out
Well ran outside to go stand in
Rain to calm my brain down
And watch it drain down the drain
To stop the scramble
I'm too much to handle
Mom can

everybody calm down, make them nor go snooze
Who dey talk for the background, tell am make e calm down
Busted like a flat tyre, precious like a sapphire
Shout

Ferris wheel
He said he do what, I whip out the chop and embarrass you
Choppa talk back like a Parrot do
How you got a Glock but the chop keep scaring you