Lyrics:
selling coke clinkin' cock dollars
We in the same game, eat the pain, maintain
All the snitches wanna see us in chain gangs
The hate for traitors, that's
You never hear that we buckle
Beef? we chuckle
Scuffle over a game of pinochle
Anything up on my money, man, I gotta see double
Unless you want
have no clue
Swear that I smoked them like I'm a trained troop
Two two and three, you a fool
Me and D smoke you like a juul
I pop pills and I rage, like
pop it don't stop in that dirty south
Burn up the whole block that's what this here be bout
Niggas living lowless, niggas labeled heartless
Gone see who
for a new pack
I done got me a buzz, I can't lose that
Choose this, fuck one, I need two straps
Niggas tryna put me in the news (no)
Missed your
the gang truce
[Keith] Gangstas flop, they go pop like Shabba-Doo
[Chino] They be perpetratin live, like they wild on the avenue
[Keith] Gangstas flop,
slipping
No whip, out the manor linking chicks
That's slipping, that's slipping
If you see me and I ain't with my crew
Believe I'm on my P's and Q's
would walk by
I never tripped, bro, always kept my head up high
Eventually, I knew that I would find my way
After the darkest night, always comes
got my crew bigger
We need more than two figures
I was damn near about to get a chest tat
Won't talk that shit, don't test that
Don't play this shit nah
the bullets start bustin'
First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I live by my rep don't fuck with mine
Da end, the souls of men
the crew, of crooked nigga too
Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggas
Fuck being tame, set a flame, time to aim triggers
2Pac'll spark
New and improved, nothing you can do I got the scoop on you
My team act a fool, my women come in twos, split with my crew only
Better not snooze that's
had two pair of Lee's, besides that
The pin stripes and the gray (uh-huh)
The one I wore on Mondays and Wednesdays (uh)
While niggas flirt, I'm
had two pair of Lee's, besides that
The pin stripes and the gray (uh-huh)
The one I wore on Mondays and Wednesdays (uh)
While niggas flirt, I'm
pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
Last two pirates alive are still yargin (yargin)
My girl got my heart, it's a bargain
Lick from her lips
C2, c2, c2, c2, c2, c2, c2
C2, c2, c2, c2, c2, c2, c2
C2, c2, c2, c2, c2, c2, c2, c2
I think I might be happy nigga, it's C2
Sset, sset, sset
Nigga,
the players and the hoes be (hoes be)
With two broke ass hands trying to roll weed
All because I pop pop pop off the rock ship
You might know a lot
ya collar bone
Ever had that feelin when you're by yourself you're not alone
With Big Brother, and Big Brother see you
I'm hard-headed, my dick look
banging, Feadz is banging
Me and he our crews a militia
Better watch out, my clan gets vicious
That's how we do, do it hot
And if you understood, would
banging, Feadz is banging
Me and he our crews a militia
Better watch out, my clan gets vicious
That's how we do, do it hot
And if you understood, would
the crew)
[Verse 2: Jah-G]
Run the bag but fosho this ain’t no trap house
Coolin’ in the cut, saw that nigga, so we reroute
Money on mind - that’s the only
love when your all up on me
But there's one thing that I have to see
Is the way you pop that booty (pop it for me)
I love it when you move so sexy
I love
I count my racks and I'm up in the back feeling famous
I blow her back. With my crew we attack
Ain't no kidding, pop out when I make it
Couple
'round and he throw frowns
Cur with a perv, that is not us
Dishonorable nigga, we gonna lock up
You don't know, dead bodies 'bout to pop up
Steppin' in my
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