Lyrics:
a white man down
So now he call it up medium choices
Tell her we need a menace ye
And im about to be killed by the State of Georgia
And it don’t
I guess it's now or never
Entertainment by definition is a form of activity
That holds the attention or interest of an audience
We live in a world
brought my cousins wit me
From now on they gon' be thuggin' wit me
Eyes and ears, nigga, blunts and beers, nigga
For months and years it been Blood, Sweat
' it, now rock wit' it
Now rock wit' it, now rock wit' it
I'm feelin' my mood, don't step on my shoes
I'm in my vibe, I ain't tryna be rude
I wanna
Wooin'" (Woo)
She said she's seen' me around (yup)
She said she love what I'm doin' (I love it)
She said, "Do you remember me?" (Me)
"You was a friend
another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)
She got them thunder thighs
I'm just tryna get struck by some
soul im taking your life
Open up the story when the sun rise now
Fighting off the evil it'll drag you to hell
Run it through my mind when the devil king
come around with them floss raps tryna stunt
Compare me to Meek, big wheelies get popped
One by one, compare 'em to scabs, I'm picking them off
going down?
It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what? Think I'm tryna get me a nut
Just 'cause honeys wanna give me
the heat man
Dig it the MOB baby
I'm so hurt!
Fa sheezy
Fa sheez
I fold the cash then I
Hit away
Jus' a thug fo' the money, no love
Hit 'em up wit
going down?
It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what? Think I'm tryna get me a nut
Just 'cause honeys wanna give me
wit' two, you know it's thunder
Keep it too, bitch, you ain't stepped on shit
I'ma keep on trippin' 'cause I'm slept on
The rawest nigga wit
Wit Me?)
And all the pistol packers (Iz U Wit Me?)
I'm comin' to get ya, like the grim reaper
Ya soul's in the hole and ya only get deeper
Check it, I
it
I ain't joking, pistol smoking, any nigga can get it
While I'm ballin she by my side wit me
But if some shit jump off she ain't gone ride wit me
lightnin’ rhymin’ like frightenin’ (auhh)
How I’m strikin’ down on foes with this rugged ass flow
Smitin’ y’all motherfuckas with these rough white lightnin
shawty goin fuck wit me cause I'm a real one, ya feel me
Shawty wanna fuck wit a real one, wit a real one
Shawty wanna fuck wit a real one, wit a real one
the night, she might even dine on it
I'm on it like a piggy thats seen a niggy wit wheels
I'm on her like collections when you ain't paying the bills!
Make her
Wallce, Versace, Versace, Versace
All these damn plugs, and young Takeoff I'm the socket
Beat that block, Bernard Hopkins, I got flavor Baskin Robins
I'm
going down?
It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what? Think I'm tryna get me a nut
Just 'cause honeys wanna give me
[T.I.]
hey wut it is pimpin, Slim Thug n T.I.P. doing it B.I.G wit B.I.G (ye a ye yea..) yall understand wut im sayin (heyy..) PSC pimpin, yall
'round wit' 'em)
Oh-o-woah-a-woah (New style, we be foundin' it)
Oh-o-woah-a-woah (Swim in cash, we gon' drown in it)
We go drown in it
And I'm sippin
drown in it
Lamborghini, we go 'round in it
('Round in it)
Audemars, we go 'round with 'em
('Round wit' 'em)
New style, can you keep wit' it
Drown in it
we hit ?em up like
Well, I'm flippin' and grippin' my wood grain steering wheel
I made a mill at eighteen, nigga how it feel
It feel good to cash
fuck do you mean
Run up a bag wit my bitch and my team
I wasn't shit, now I'm the shit
Double cup squirt and some DJ my shit
I fuck it up, I stay
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