Lyrics:
a blouse
Kick styles by the piles, as I leave a trail for miles
Skins when I please, hit from here to Tel Aviv
I'm gettin G's, no more time for the line
and have a kick
And the twist 'cause niggaz be havin shit
Like bitches on Set It Off, dank
Niggaz be sniffin' dark bank
Mission accomplished boss
by like four
My bro got a stick and you know he gon' blow
Talking to much shit might kick down your door
Feel like lil' Sammy I'm ready to glo
Cant go
(Fi squeeze, fi squeeze)
(Like centipede, fi real, yeah)
Gyal you know yuh p***y and b****t fi squeeze
B***y long like centipede
Kick it off, me
yours)
Yo I'mma go for mine (so son, go for yours)
[El Sha]
My crew be in the mix, like name brand kicks
The kids that only deal wit that type of nonsense
and criminals (uh)
I kick the reali' with my peeps all day (ha)
325's roll by with the windows down halfway
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm jiggy
It's all about
and criminals (uh)
I kick the reali' with my peeps all day (ha)
325's roll by with the windows down halfway
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm jiggy
It's all about
f**k with that Hemi
I gotta Cutlass 350 will leave your ass by a distance
You ain't customly did it or oringally interior
Your like them West side
ima ball
Got it all off floor
Watch how I kick in the door
Check the score check the score
Ima ball ima ball
Got it all off floor
Watch how I kick in
everything cold and everything glows
Convertible whips, vacation trips, some blazin' kicks, my own bag of chips
Freaky chicks an they hittin' they tricks,
(Verse 1)
Pull up hop out go out the back door,
They came with shots they fire we want more,
Roll out roll up kick in the front the door,
If we
or four man got touched by my Bruce
I don't chat waz I rap what is true
B got whacked and k got it too
R was there but didn't back his Bruce
K so strong get
Cut to the mall copped a brand new pair of Timberlands
Then dipped down a one way trying to scoop up Double K
And chill with my people on this bright
to link and kick it
But while we was there, the thing that I noticed off rip
I said, "Oh, this nigga want it, this nigga really want it"
That look in
nothing but a smoker
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother getting over by slanging 'caine
Gold around his neck and 14K heavy
Certified dosh maker by the day
Certified playboy by the night
Bankstown m5 to the bay
6k plays made overnight
How you feel
Kill the trap game
It's packed
your fangs wet (wet)
Wanna kick with the gang, you gotta bang it (it's lit)
If you gon' throw ice on, gotta swang it (ice)
Holes in the wall, I cannot
a K sound
Pull on ya block
Like zay wit 30 rounds
Just like flocka
He love how the gun sound
Stay wit E juice
My boi got dem ho"s round
Kick out a hoe
ducking from yo ops, don't stop at corner stores, let off fifty shots right by that corner store, have you duckin for your top right by that corner store, i
I be ridin' through the park like I'm A-Rod
Walkin' through the park like I'm A-Rod
Smokin' on that strong, that's that steroid
They tryna kick me
wid
Roll wid di 'K weh taller dan jelly tree
If you nuh wan' shut yuh mouth
Right pon di main middle day, me will shot you up
Me will chop off dem
out the MJ's (ooh)
I used to shoot out the runway, huh (ooh)
I used to mmm with the auntie, huh (ooh)
Now I'm takin' bitches off the runway, huh
(ooh)
nothing but a smoker
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother getting over by slanging 'caine
Gold around his neck and 14K heavy
Choppa it's a problem
Better leave me lone
Yeah bitch ass nigga we out here spinning bends nigga
Fuck you mean nigga
Big K's nigga Kick door shit nigga
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