Lyrics:
Breakin’ in shit
Runnin’ from twelve
Hittin’ through dips
Got it on my hip
Got to hide the blik’
Love blues like Crip
Got a couple zips
Get it in by the ship
Breakin’ in shit
Runnin’ from twelve
Hittin’ through dips
Got it on my hip
Got to hide the blik’
Love blues like Crip
Got a couple zips
Get it in by the ship
Ain't goin to the bottom wit y'all
Nah and i wish of y'all could see us bring
[All the way]
[Chorus]
[Verse 9: Layzie]
Hey yo well lil nigga this Bone
up
Movin' hoes, by pressin' tab, lil' bitch, I type it up
Rich bitch got cash, and she got a Bentley truck
And these haters runnin' loose, cause my
and goin' out there
Wipe it clean, lil' nigga wanna do it get yo thing
They ain't gotta team
They about to get that money then get that green
I ain't
chased by the fat cat
The muthafucka tryin to run it in the hole
Ain't goin, a muthafucka betta hold that shit
We young niggaz don't hold that shit
If you
a stranger from Modosto
Oh
He killed a kid
He was tryna make his rep grow
Whoa
He went to Tracy, sent the sarge a lil note
Said he had some information 'bout
my name, when I come through here
When I was Sixteen, I want'd to be a mack
I went to Fremont High with Lil' D and Black
Young ballers in the town
his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we
divorce, Hollywood divorce
And I'm a start
Yea, and I don't have to go to Hollywood
'Cause Hollywood come through my neighborhood with cameras on
I
the whole thang
She my lil Freak so she gone eat the whole thang
Motherfuck your honor Loyalty is Everythang
40 and designer put some Diamonds in my Chain
skrilla
Gone throw that ass for a real nigga
Gone shake that ass for a lil skrilla
I know I got yo main nigga tight
We be at my crib by the end of the night
Cochise died
I'm twisted, black listed by some other negroes
Don ha ha,'t remove my Polos on the first episode
Ha ha you shouldn't diss refugees, and
Ha
gone ride through the lil city
We be vibin reminiscin
How we fucked inna kitchen
You the realest on the team
You don’t tell when you kissin
That’s why I
on the curb
If the opp push up on 'em
We gotta handle the business
Free Lil Jack and Dee
They got caught up on some bullshit
Bad bitch trippin'
Forgettin' that
advice is move clever
They all know bullets don't got names
So they bound to go through whoever
Every day could be yo last day
Made like five thousand
I'm a man on a mission
Every day I'm goin be killing
All the bitches they be sleepin
You better watch out, I'm coming
Back from all the bullshit
live that fast life
Friday night, I'm in the club, boppin' with my niggas, yeah
Still goin', Saturday mornin' I woke up with some strippers, yeah
Sack in my sock
I usedta walk thru the park
I usta walk in mall
Shake it fa me
Baby goin shake it for me
Shake it for me
Lil mama goin shake it for me
To a dork no remorse
Lil change tryna change tryna morph
Looking forced
Did a thang
Did a thang
Then some more
Been endorsed
I'm the Kang
I'm the Kang
You
that beat
I get a bitch ignored, dirty feet
.45 made by Orbit, dirty teeth
Huh, dirty mouth, huh, clean it out
Lil' bitch ain't as freaky as she
why I fuck 'em, then they fade away
(haha)
But they really here to pay and not to stay
(hahaha) like Boosie, we Goin' Thru Some
Thangs, don't nobody
a beatin
Beat it all night make ya wanna sleep in
I understand the body language she’s speakin
See them nipples through her dress she peekin
Bet that thang
a beatin
Beat it all night make ya wanna sleep in
I understand the body language she’s speakin
See them n******s through her dress she peekin
Bet that thang
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