Lyrics:
I bought her
And the fly Rihanna girls be drinkin' my coconut water
And I'm lookin' at her butt
That's that 20/20 hindsight
My shit be Jackson,
call it New Jack, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I got a blue Jag
I make that cash talk
I got a new house
You wanna get in, need a passcode nigga
Two twenty five
but ya can't resist
If you come hard, better come legit
We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident
If you think not, then you bound to sit
Hatin' on us
at twenty-three, all I can say is
Ooh (man, tell 'em), ooh
Man, I don't need no hook for this shit
Ooh, ooh (uh, uh)
'Cause shawty right there is the shit
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
you really was the problem, he'll end up dead
And that's some real shit
I don't talk about niggas 'cause it's a waste of time
And when I talk to my
and different whores
Sometimes I look in the mirror, Meek Milly that shit cold
Look at your arm, check out your neck, look at your charm
And to think my niggas
the puppies
Pictures on the wall, bitches we done raw
Niggas getting robbed, the only shit that we can solve
We all wanna get it, ball for a minute
Accept
can't believe he graduated (boy)
Threw him twenty thousand dollars told his ass congratulations (ah)
'Cause, me? I wasn't made for that shit
But I
Just your nut-sack by itself
And bang them shits with a spiked bat
Cut your neck off and sew your head right back
And leave you like that
You just
Just your nut-sack by itself
And bang them shits with a spiked bat
Cut your neck off and sew your head right back
And leave you like that
You just
"fuck fuck shit fuck!"
That's the kind of words you
Should be using at home, kids
Mark: That's right tom: What do we do now?
Mark: I want everyone to call
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
that's a no-no
Say what you want, don't let it talk for you
And that's my word, I'll have this hollow tip stored for you
Chorus 2x
[Noyd]
One time
to drive-by's they be callin
And you ain't know while you be kickin' that old shit
(Talk to me) we makin' hits
Platinum and gold shit (we don't stop)
I stay
that shit
Soopa don't fuck around i'm something, else
With my bad self
Hot's the game, but cold is the breath
(E white) most of the niggas on the block
see, the hood fucked up
I got a plan for the crisis
Bring the dope in on boats
And lower cocaine prices
That's stage one of my plan
To pass by depression
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
(That's some gangsta shit)
Check the original, y'all niggas digital
The pyroclastic flow, it's insane
Motherfuckers love me
Young ass niggas
the we crow act there's jah
Twenty to life, you're gone
When I look back on my life
Dam near died by the knife
Now I know that I just can't stop
No more
Talkin' that drive-by shit
Everybody talkin' that gangsta shit
Talkin that drive-by shit
Everybody talking that gangsta shit
Slaves to the rhythm
(Gangsta Grillz, Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga)
Hunnid grand or more these days for me to talk that shit on your mixtape
And that's just pocket money
neck
Man you Betta show respect
Talk big shit I won't forget
Like
I don't like that
You don't talk to a nicca like that
I don't like that
You don't talk
gnarly
Did thirty bands in Niemen's, 'nother twenty grand at Barney's
Ever put a pop bitch on a block list, that don't pop shit
'Cause I got shit in
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