Fish Fry this weekend
Curt Blizzo
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All I really want to do is smell my weed but twelve be hating Forever a drug dealer Everything dope I'll serve yo mama nigga Long as she ain't short I'm all bout a profit Obviously I ain't got talk if ya gossip I ain't got no talk fa da cops just Send me upstairs let's get it poppin I'm out on bail and I'ma problem I brought a bale I'm bought to off it I gotta scale that u can put loads on Just pretend you weighing copper U can not say I ain't got it My criminal record say l'm bout it The district attorney wanna nigga head but a nigga playing wit some money I swear ima die like this Strapped up gettin to the money Ain't too many riding like dat They all might say they is But u can't lie to me & one thang bout tha streets Is u can't lie to it Deez folks they kno what's happening I swear On god Ima die like this Strapped up gettin to the money Ain't too many ridin like me They all might say they is But you can't lie to me N one thang bout tha game Is u can't lie to it Deez folks they kno what's happenin I know what's happenin so I'm good I know what's happening wit that paper I know sum niggaz that'll do it I know sum niggaz that don't play fair I know I probably gotta give up hustling but the way my baby's got daycare I know my mama gotta spending problem but as long I'm str8 she caked up I'm straight yeah All that from serving wake ups Naw naw ion f*ck wit broads if she still hollering bout lace fronts Naw dawg we don't rock wit y'all it's a difference y'all shit fake cuz All deez niggaz do is make up shit they should get they face done Tell them folks get sum paper Play wit us I ain't gon say much Spray sumn One in the head til they make us Go wit the move Meet ya maker I got my mans on retainer Think it's a game We don't play much U can real play ya self & yo folks A throw u a fish fry dis weekend I swear Ima die like this Strapped up gettin to the money Ain't too many ridin like dat They all might say they is But u can't lie to me & one thang bout tha streets Is u can't lie to it Deez folks they know what's happenin I swear On god Ima die like this Strapped up gettin to the money Ain't too many ridin like me They all might say they is But u can't lie to me N one thang bout tha game Is u can't lie to it Deez folks they kno wazzappenin I Know what's happenin so I'm good I know what's happening wit that paper I know sum niggaz that'll do it I know sum niggaz that don't play fair I know I prolly gotta give up hustlin but the way gotta stay laced up They say I prolly gotta give up hustling
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