Lyrics:
partna's to the left to me beggin desperately to hook her up with the brotha on my right im feelin funny cuz i kinda wish that money to my right was feelin
This a Nitty beat If you don't respect nothing else Oh, you gonna respect this hustle partna' Alfamega, you up next partna' I got a pocket full
of these [?] get blown Most of my people is gone, most of my life I did wrong I'm in the gutta' hoe where most of my partna's alone All of dem live by
They call me be gizzle n I been hot since the beginnin [Outro: T.I.] N there ya have it home boy Like that he's back partna! Hahaha Grand hustle choppa
They call me be gizzle n I been hot since the beginnin [Outro: T.I.] N there ya have it home boy Like that he's back partna! Hahaha Grand hustle choppa
Talking Uhh, I boss thru in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan With the Best thunder than Shaun Jon, you don't want None partna im Batter
(SephGotTheWaves) (Vicasso on another one) Down bad he feeling like ain't no one around to Ain't one of my partna dem then, nigga, fuck you
whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa (Woadie) whoa, whoa, whoa (How do you love that?) Nigga, nigga Say you had a DJ and your partna got a gun You better run for
whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa (Woadie) whoa, whoa, whoa (How do you love that?) Nigga, nigga Say you had a DJ and your partna got a gun You better run for
on molly's On molly's, I'm juiced up I'm ridin' with my Ruger, my partna a rooster My partna
can see my fins (ho) Don't step to me I ain't ya partna, nigga I ain't ya kin (foo, ho) Try that gutta shit and them gutta babies I'ma send (ho, mob,
let's get keyed I got five on it Messin' wit that Indo' weed I got five on it It's got me stuck and knocked on back I got five on it Partna, let's go half
[Z-Ro] One of my partnas have been shot And all that's going through my mind Is he dead or alive, when I'm pacing the flo' And looking around 4-5
That blazin', amazin' Hood shit Banging out them head boards, hood shit And you know this So baa-by girl She ain't goin' nowhere, partna She
tha ice glistenin', man I know it make you want to go get it bad But ya gotta think 'fore ya move, partna 'Cause it'll make your ship sink and you
holla I'm a pass it to my partnas and go Crazy, Crazy They kno what I'm talkin bout like Koo koo, koo koo, koo koooooo (They Know what I'm talkin bout
La da da da daaaa da da da da Was a dream your opps ain't slide It's not your fault why your partna died Can't take away your pain even if I try I
Walked in this bitch with my partna Taliban, bitch and my shawty You so pussy, I'm poppin my collar Why you choosin on her I got options Everybody
know my name look who making fuss now thought my partna was racists he left a nigga hanging we aint in no fitting room why all my niggas changing i
partna Think smarter, don't be stupid Make you put yo fucking arms up Finna graduate school Ion even mean harm What we ain't finna do, don't ever think you
with it show'em you thug Havin, Partna's in prision n a few dead friends Was the Streets way of showin me two dead ends Then the beats got to showin
game mama You need a 504 nigga we ain't da same partna You sensitive, I got a temper, I bang partna Stay in yo lane partna She callin' me 'Cause she
know you wanna swallow I'm just tryna split a million dollars with all of my partnas Look too good, girl you gotta be a centerfold Stack of Ben
All I'm thinking, get my Grandma off that dirt road All I know is getting all my niggas out the hole My partna got a L, still juugin down the road
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