Lyrics:
Daz we about to fry niggas like fries
And separate them by five's and light up the skies
Crip that D P, Kurupt
Dippin' and I'm out, put a dick in
your naughty ting when you pass me by
Bad man ting I no fit resign
Grab that thing and hold me tight
Never let no other man change your mind
yeah, know I'm a blood, yeah
Bitches love a gangster and Big Slimeball, hell shell
Big 4L gang, bitch, you know who I'm is
Mr. Zone 6, run this shit,
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
soldiers
But thets the type of cal i live up and hold to
Like Joe Jackson, Lil Emmo
Randy,Sir Pat, God damn
They got bigger, the list go longer
I could
We havin' a check by the way
Huh, woo woo woo
You feel me? You dig
Shit look easy, know what I mean
Hey
Don't I look like I'm the shit lil
laying on the bed.
Walked up out the room, did I go to jail?
Hell no! They can't stop me..
Long live Mr. Big Ho!!!!
repeat chorus!
Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My
would you live 4
4 What’s it’s worth
4 What’s it’s worth
Lil Larry off the north side, bitch I’m popping now
This side, we don’t switch sides
Every
to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
Show a lil nigga this cutta on me not even his beef but his mans get expose
Putting down pressure you
ya (yeah)
About 5'4", my .45 is live (uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo)
[Chorus]
I'ma do my thang,
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You
D.O.A., get it how I live it when I let that four go
Naptown nigga, done made it, emerging fresh out the dope smoke
All my niggas hustlers and killers,
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
bitch-ass niggas get twenty-four hours of attention
I'm finna get this shit off my chest and lay it to rest, let's go
(Let's go)
(And if the beat live
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
jeans
I was just posted with all of my partners
Smoking no chronic, we stacking them G's
I don't get fucked by no niggas that's hating
I live what I
watching me
Laughing by myself cause them bitches yeah they doubted me
Now I'm on the road, nigga living my live lavishly
I'm plugging through my city
JBeezy
He creepin' creature, man
Four doors on me, make it look easy
With that heat, he leave your brain
Ass, see me down bad, but that lil' storm
I
of why we live on the land
Oh how I remember I'll never forget
A time long ago A time that feels so long ago
Better get home grandma
You left your shower
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