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Niggas was gone when the frame was on
I'm gettin' breakin' them balls daily
Is there a ghetto in heaven or
Do I go to hell?
See, seems I was sentenced
think everyone saw (they did)
Still alone in this room (I'm all alone)
We're down a goon (down)
There was three people here (three)
There was four that's
thighs, pretty eyes caught me by surprise
didn't I meet you before last time I was high I got
my gators on it's 3 o'clock and the haters gone so
tell the dj
(Three-point-five clouds up my window, and I can't see it all)
(Paddy on the track)
(It reminds me that it's not so bad)
My lean's gone cold,
Right there by the door, Yeah
This gone pop it off
This gone top it off
I'm in the paint like Andy Warhol
This for all my dawgs
I don't do
i
Was really craving some normal conversation
I'm sure this was
All caused by this dude telling
Me to slow down
Because I was beginning to act like
world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare
And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying
And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'
ran down
Locked door, so the door get ram down (woo)
They inside so my heart just sank down
Bright-ass lights when they scan down
Warn my boy so I
Let's continue from there
Now I'm all too aware
That she was videoing me in moments of despair
Moments when I was down
Devil lurk and then pounce
I took
with fuckboy you know how I get down,
And if you mad about this this diss bitch,
Stop by next time you in town,
I seen you all in your comments,
When
I'm saying, the vet, not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks
you'd better ask her though
Big pimp quick to kick down your door
I'ma say it again, like I said it before
Chorus (4X)
When them Dirty Boys drop
Better
when people went ghost
Don't matter anymore man they just got to know
I'ma always be there I'm the first one at the door
'Cuz that's who I am and I never
like I been gone uh
I say im smokin to the night up to the morn up
I say my flow get hot like we in a sauna
Say white boy come here nigga come
I ain't got time for your do-si do
Rodeo, hokey poke
Put two middle fingers in and close the door
I got a 4x4, crank it up then hit the road
I'm gone
niggas poppin
We stackin this money that bread
Bread we is coppin
When I'm gone backyard gon drop it
I don't give a fuck yea give that
Bitch give me top
on the scene that can hold a track down like this.
You know we were born to do this thing,
Everytime when I'm right on a track the beat bangs blowin' up in
like this,
You never seen anybody on the scene that can hold a track down like this.
Everytime when I'm right on a track the beat bangs blowin' up in
not test me, you excited that I'm gone now
Bought Moms a new home
Bought Draco a new bust down
My judge say she happy, I'm on track so I'm not wrong
was movin' when I passed that crowd
Comin' out the door and headin' toward me in a trot
An' I guess I shoulda gone ahead an' run
But somehow I
and blow trial
You catch cal when you browse through my X-files
Who be next now?
Man's down, hands down
Hold ground by yo side when it go down
I dedicate
and the H-Beezey
I can't be late
I'm gone see ya when I could
Here's Juve on the hip
Let 'em know it was all good
[Juvenile]
Oh oh there she go
On the way
lost is soon found, I'm a goon now
In a room know its a tomb now, let me cool down
1 Espresso, 2 espresso, give me 3, bitch I'm me
Never give a fuck
Twins (repeat 3x)]
Fuck that one
I got my Nina gun pistol!
Down on they brain
[Verse 2: D-Roc]
I make you want to pop that thing girl when the bass
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