Lyrics:
Doing my thing in this ring
Knockin' niggas down with what I bring
Crazy chaos your way off
So swing ya partners are around
Do the hump to my
tha blunt, steady trippin',
Sippin' on the concoction,
With tha gun cocktin'
Drum knockin', gotta get off
Bitches and killas in the front watchin'
If you a real nigga that’s Steppin then pop ya collar
I’m eatin real good with the people at Benihana’s
I ran that bag up by myself it wouldn’t no
to ya real nigga, take it how ya want
Yo, These are the do's and these are the don'ts
I'll give it to ya real nigga, take it how ya want
Live life by
on the slice, can he co-clean?
Doin more scratchin' than a funk and a dope fiend
Cold knockin' blocks off, gettin' rocks off
I don't cock off , cop out,
never get rich surrounded by broke customers
You gotta learn to maneuver through the tight spots
Dirty bike cops keep searchin' a nigga Nike socks
I
the kickoff, as I'm about to rip off
Rage is knockin' lips off, travellin' like a spitball, I hit y'all
Right between the eyes, smack dab in the middle
With
here teaching lessons, that bitch talking to 'em like it teach speech
Lettin' Glocks off, knockin' socks off, had to air him out like his feet stink
Put
have my gun, I cock back and got them punchin' niggas
Caught him in his men's, draw 21 by Tim Duncan, nigga
Fucked up my bar, meant to say I caught
gettin' it by any means (KRagg)
I don't want that bag, I want that suitcase for them blue strips
I aint worried about a niggas
Cause I keep some of my
blast and gangbang
Who gives it up for every hooker rat and hood slut
All in the cut Dat Nigga Daz with the pimp strut
You slept game on those who
a bathing-suit and flew for the toast
Body colder than February
Need a hat and a coat
So refreshin’, like it came from the fridge
Make me wanna pop your top off
black, heavens-to-Betsy, time to get deuce
I take a bite outta crime, wash it down with some juice
I'm not the new kids, but I'm knockin blocks off, sonny
no date
Niggas talk but they get banked
Wait(wait)
Wait(wait)
Money jumpin out da safe (safe)
Drop da top right off da wraith (wraith)
Keep
need to do these niggas I'm a do 'em too
And step the fuck off as if I never knew them fools
See ya!
Now the shit is going my way
I'm hittin'
you trappin', take you to the bando
And you a front see whatchu 'bout
Before we made the song Hit Em' wit it
We was knockin' niggas out
Before we
nigga slain call me insinamal criminal
idividual hit em with a pole so low under investigation
by haters that wake mo show for the iggana im iggatra
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fuck bitches by the group I get money by the pound
French Montana on these niggas ch-ch-ch-ch-chop 'em down
Every time I'm in the club these niggas is
' niggas off the list one-by-one
Leavin' no traces (One-by-one)
You ain't got more money in your
Stash than I got acres (Broke ass niggas)
Can't even bring
let off shots
I leave the house protected when
Up in the block
XL magazine hangin' off the Glock
I stop by OG Beanie for to get some purple
I got a lot
a bitch moving bundles, rumble
It ain't no thang bitch I'm straight off the tank
Niggas second in motion, I'm a fool with that shank
No, I ain't 2 be
knife by my side I bet imma shank you
If they speak on your name they not gon survive catch manual send that boy to the sky imma be a real nigga Til
busters by theyself
Celly Cel:
They got no time to be trippin' on
Niggas that's tryin' to keep me down
I put that bumpin' on your trunk
dumbass on yo knees
Beggin fa ya life cause yo lil dumbass wanna creep
Dis a bop
I got crush soda on my socks
I’m knockin off they tops
I’ll get em cropped
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