Lyrics:
Paying top dolars because they know
When we're on the stage, we're in a mothafuckin' range
So Dre, why don't you get the 12 guage [yeah]
And show 'em how
Sometimes I feel like I've been infiltrated
Mama told me I'm too related
By niggas I'm often hated
The reefer keeps me sedated
I've waded through
Codeine in my system, fuckin' up my body
Not as bad as I hit you, wit that 12 gauge shawty
We gon' get to the bands today, told mama I promise
We
you or biggety stomp out by me
The outcome
Is that nigga that got broke off
Loc'd out Crip
That's the opposite of soft
Niggas always strapped so I don't
the page
Got another six by six when I hit this switch
Blow you back out like a 12 gauge
Nigga ain't bout that life
They internet gangsta
Most of these
talked to Foggie he told me potentials on the books
Drop some videos and have the homies ride the hooks
A little faith in myself, I know that's all it took
about today so baby let's ride, ride, ride
Baby let's ride
Forever by your side baby girl let's ride, ride, ride
Baby let's ride
Let me call you my Mona
the billboard sloan
Check it now, you get the gold dick award
It's like jail and it's the sixth floor
Test me, floating in the S.E., now let's see
Half of y'all
pourin' Henny
Cah his guy got turned to a ghost, yo
I swear me and bro just way too alike
Late night with gang in the ride
Bro said "Come, let's go
on the verge of maximum over load
Life is a roller-coaster
Be ready for the ride
Relax your mind, here we go another try
Let me take the wheel get it spinning
come correct she know that I stay on it
I ain't sleeping so forget about coming creepin' late on me
Got the 12-gauge on me
I got a .38 on me
I got
Make sure when you talk it's true
Before both my fists just bust both
Them lips that you talkin' through
Arsonal, let me talk to you
You soft as shit
will not play with you niggas in no way Got that heater on me
Got that strap on me yeah
I creep up on you with that stroller and let it ride slow
I'm
with a towel 'cause the candy paint wet
Rims on the ride got these niggas upset
Rims sitin' high so I ride upset
6 12's in the trunk 4 screens in
the fools kept steppin
jumped in the fo' hit the juice on ma ride
i got front back, and side to side
then i let the alpine play (play)
pumpin new shit by
be alright, be alright, be alright
Every night I try
To lift my third eye
To the sky
To say hi
To the angels that fly by
And they tell me
Let it ride
Let's dance! Uh
(Yes ma'am
Is Charlotte Johnson at home by chance?
Uh yea ma'am we're supposed to have a date tonight.
Where we going?
I'll
they're up to
Oh no
Oh you think I'm drunk
Cuz my voice pop off like a 12 gauge pump
Oh you think my crunk
Come from some booger sugar that I bumped
They
wrist when he tote it so
12 gauge bruck cudda left man headless
Leave those crows to dispose of the bones
This Esco Lone live in the battlefield but its
with 12 gauges, L.A. Times front pages
Leavin' mingled bodies hangin' on stages
Collapse fools with raps, peeelin' caps with straps
Twistin' off
the damn cops)
Dem a call us, dem a call us
The cops can't stand me, but they can't touch me
Call me a dope man, 'cause I rock dope beats
Jacked by
Messi
Send your address then undress me
Make her legs shake, til the sun is up, imma run it up
Yeah i'm gonna run it up
This a big stun, 12 gauge shotgun
It’s a beautiful day
So beautiful
Talking about the sunny way
Just like you baby
Wooo hooo
Just you and I
Let's ride
Let's ride
Let's ride
Let's ride
my set-ty
Pick up my niggas be peelin' out with me
Roll up me window me wind blow fuck up my indo
I'm an enemy, even up the barrels of me 12-gauge
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