20 Min
Huncho G
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Free Nas got booked for the PD, smoking on Rippy, got put on the TV Nigga Ran with the grip when he see me Louie hop out, twist his hair like a Fiji In the spot, yellin' every o shot We catch a o, he get punched and it's hot Boxin' a V, smokin' Rippy, I'm hot Roll up the window, I'm runnin' it hot Box in my door, got the gun, got my secondary Mr. Hang out the window, he legendary F*ck a week, we gon' build through the cemetery She said, when you go get him, he said, never worry Fanny pack, but it's not for the fashion Up this chop and I do it with passion J.Grip got pep, we was laughin' Been through the rain, when they see us, they dashin' And I'm just a man on a mission I don't hear what you sayin', nigga, I ain't with it From where we get straight down to business I play against the opps, I'm ready for my test It's like, when is the first one to hit him If I leave the village, just know I can lift him I'm a toy setter, it's a snippet And I shoot to kill, nigga, that's the deal Against him, baby, I can't love him I'm allergic to cops, so how can I cuff him The most I can do is just touch him I know how you like it, poor head, when I f*ck But after that, we cannot cuddle Because I'm in the streets, baby, I can't trust him So after that, I cannot cuddle Because I'm in the streets, baby, I can't trust him We can talk about drugs, but I stole a lot We can talk about streets, but they know I told a lot I had to get it on my own facts Had fucks in the school, now back to where it's supposed to be Don't you let me follow you, you stole a lot 4-4, holdin' fists on daddy, he stole a lot I be lyin' when they broke guys 3-0-0-7, put it on my own facts I'm clean, I got books for the PD Smokin' on Rippy, got put on the TV Nigga red with the grip when he see me Louie hop out, twist his head like a Fiji In the spot, yellin' every old shot We catch all, he get punched in the slot Boxin' the V, smokin' Rippy, I'm hot Roll up the window, I'm runnin', I'm hot Box if I don't, got the gun, got my secondary Mr. Hang out the window, he legendary F*ck a whip, we gon' rip through the cemetery She said, when you gon' do it He said, never worry Fendi pack, but it's not for the fashion Up this chop, and I do it with passion J-Rip got pap, we was laughin' Been through the rain, when they see us, they passion Grah, grah, grah, grah, grah, boom Niggas know who it is, that's AJ, nigga Suck my dick Sucks my dick Sucks my dick Sucks my dick
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Written by: Bobby Johnson, Nicholas Gonzalez
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