Lyrics:
like Donald
Shoot like LeBron and tax niggas like Obama
Do the stanky leg and heat it up like a sauna
While you talk to yo' God and
Have to deal with yo
doh
Can I have a lil bit of more mash potatoes
And that's all facts on the track
Times are looking up and I ain't never looking back
Know I'm peeping
Hood classic
We gon' get it out the mud
Issa hood classic
And I gotta keep it player
Know I'm gonna keep it player lil baby
Issa hood classic
We gon'
Aye Uh huh
Uh Huh(Let's go ladies)
Lil Jon(Yeah)
Your Boy Kells
(Yeah)
And Mario
This is for the chocolate girls
All Around the word
Uh
no comparison nigga you funny
My young niggas shooters
Post up in the hood i’m surrounded by hoovers
Played ball with lil perk then i turned
Yeah yeah
Yeah you are not talking to me
Cause i got some killer that come to yo hood and put yuh mama on her knees
Yeah yeah look at these diamonds
you talk to
Ima big dog no roof
Ion really play by the rules don't get it Confused
Stand up nigga fr
I never hated
I give my flowers as well
We can go
some work come and shop we got good pounds
Ain't no Lil Jon in this bitch Put yo hood down
Bitch I'm from Seven Mile Throwing up a better pile
Remember
Yung Wun, Yung Wun
Yo, Ball Out
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
Them cops on put and they came to town
y'all boys betta
don't mean niggaz that put posters up (word)
Let's be blatant, you achin and ancient
We capered in your hood with dirty machetes and bloody aprons
I'll
flex-un
Like Redrum, it's bloody and ugly, who want some?
Now put your middle fingers up until it's all done (it's all done)
Cuz we ain't takin much
the four is forever the land most hated we finesse
I'm a humble child, I'm tired of saying it on tracks I blessed
Me my niggas been fucked up the summer but
me (Hey) g-slide with me (Hey)
Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work
G-slide for me (Hey)
G-slide with me (Hey) g-slide with me (Hey)
When I bump up
Milwaukee I'm bout my bucks like Middleton
Where you from nigga come up out yo Pendleton
Young nigga got game like Kobe
Gaped tooth lil basterd like
that "Young
" bitch that's me up your street
And just make you think about when they
Put that thing up your teeth
Lil' nigga said up yo chest talkin'
That'll put the whole hood in harm
Kicking back brazy
Bout to dislocate his arm
They like, "Moves, Where you been?"
I been in the slums
That's where I come
a king up on the throne
They seein' how I'm dressin
Call me Mr. Put It On
I done seen a lot of shit, I hit the rug when I get home
I'm Muslim, but I been
Off Peers, Got Beats that'll Knock By See Us
Roll Up, Get Ya Throat Cut
Catch A Buck Fifth, Watch Yo Chest Lift
Dope Rhymes, Cause The Small Eyes Take
Off Peers, Got Beats that'll Knock By See Us
Roll Up, Get Ya Throat Cut
Catch A Buck Fifth, Watch Yo Chest Lift
Dope Rhymes, Cause The Small Eyes Take
About 100 miles an hour, nigga
Trick Daddy, Trick Daddy
Yung Wun, Yung Wun
Yo, ball out
Give it up, give it up, g-g-give it up
Them cops on put
shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby
a Kool-Aid pitcher
Put diamonds on my sister
Put Prada on my mama
Eating Benihana's
Filled up off the lobster
Pasta like a mobster
Reds got me poppin'
Big Daddy Kane told me No Half Steppin'
You half step it's a wrap
You getting wrapped up like an Aztec mummy
Yo you know why this dude
Cass' act real
the slums(YEAH!)
Put yo hood up, show a nigga where ya from
And if they hate that, then get da job done
(HEY HEY HEY HEY)
What we ridin?[what we ridin?]
Big
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