Lyrics:
the mic, I'ma stay shittin'
I'ma stay rippin' and banana clip spittin'
Niggaz know, Blaq Po', green beret flow
It's nuttin' to me, I do it all day yo
to see the rear burn
Hollow point hit you so hard your body turned
You have been advised don't fuck with wise guys
Hypnotize Rydaz 4,5 clips surprise
I
Ladies movin' it over there, movin' it over here
I can fit a few in a Rover's rear
We havin' a good time, don't ruin it overs this
You see why we asks is
the man with the cannon
I'm blaming the whole clip
Now my pockets like the hips
Of Anna Nicole Smith
Why you mad about the camera? Cause flicks
Love my
pull up with semis, I squeeze it
It brddd now empty the clip, brddd, brddd
Pull up with shooters, got sticks in the car
And they trail on my rear, skrt,
see me, I'm on another level
Stay ready to dig a grave, keep a gun and a shovel
And pouring gas too, if there evidence
Saw me in the rear view, now you
I'ma die right in the streets
Shooters trailin' on my rear wit’
A Glock on a seat
He want it wit me, shit what's up
Nigga smoke somethin'
Talkin' like he
keep a pistol on me
Gotta watch out through the rear
S550 tinted sliding through
Looking really fierce
And my homie take 'em perkies
And his arms still
and then she went to sleep
I drop bud on the clock with the perfect technique
I'ma hit from the rear, I wan' grab her obliques
I ain't got time in the day
got a ratchet
Not unprotected when I'm out here trappin see
The blue lights in the rear
View I'm smashin I'm not the one
To be verbally bashin reach
For
the grid booking gigs sitting cooling
Y'all know who the who's is of who is
Acting like y'all winning but you know you can't keep up
In my rear view i don't
and any nigga that's lookin for trouble
gotsta face these silver double-four's
that I be packin on my hip, hollow-tips inside the clip
Ready to rip
at the crib
I got 5 houses don't ask me where I live
I said can you hold this pistol
She said where the clip i cracked the roof
Light up the weed then looked in
put them clips in the K
I got some chicks in the A
You took a trip to Miami
You get a drop, you get that shit for a day
I get that shit 'cause I
like, "Hold up"
Next to the PlayStation controller
Is a full clip and my pistola
Turn a jacker into a coma
Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie
rear view, blowin an L
I drive a Rolls Roice, no licance
You just wanna stand and chant like Tyson
Even weak poets wanna snatch the road
But I light your
pock
She ain't startin it, joint off safety, three clips
Peep the rear-view some dreads pulled back her whips
So she mercked off they mercked
ANR's a dope boy
The rapper is a pimp, got you niggas on my scope, boy
Oh boy, the flow's extra
Extra clip, hecker and cons for the heckles
I thank
Saw me in the rear view, now you wonder where I went
I'ma get you if I owe ya, visit ya residence
Lay the merk game down, and then I'ma hit the fence
been
Gotta watch what I say, they tappin' my cell phone
They wanna sneak and peak inside of my home
I'm paranoid and it's not the weed
In my rear view
like, "Hold up"
Next to the PlayStation controller
is a full clip and my pistola
Turn a jacker into a coma
Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie
Paint flippin', candy drippin', plus da wood inside, drivi' a big boy drop, a T.V. in da rear,da european clip on da rotatin' rim just got em up out jail
da wood inside, drivi' a big boy drop, a T.V. in da rear,da european clip on da rotatin' rim just got em up out jail
(and dat mothafuckin' smokin')
workin' da alpine,
Paint flippin', candy drippin', plus da wood inside, drivin' a big boy drop, a T.V. in da rear
Da European clip on da rotatin' rim just
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