Lyrics:
Plug called said he need me tonight ain’t no discussion
We be hanging with them real killers
Drug trafficking and them smugglers
She said my wrist is
of the ocada if there's too much traffic
My niggas made a fortune off drug trafficking
They be praying just to catch me lacking
Top scorer, they know who I
driving dog
Yeah, drug trafficking
Yeah, making illegal lefts
Yeah, making crazy rights
Yeah, code over moneyman
Yeah, never mind the ice
These
Got hustle and flow like I'm Dj
Scratch the Pyrex like a Dj
Trafficking drugs on the free way
Bring that dope back like a replay
Got hustle
watch them hate
I’m out the hood like section 8
Jewelry wet just like a lake run up get sprayed like candy paint
Drug trafficking on the low
Put my logo
All for the money
All for the high chase
Yeah, I lost my way
Yeah, I lost my pace, My race
Started with guns and drug trafficking i Became a beast like
drag me in court for that shit, y'all backwards
After all these years of drug trafficking, huh
Time to remind me I'm black again, huh?
All this
the back paddle
They try to name the place so all deserve to mack at you
B4 the C4
Was drug trafficking, traveling, make em detour
Payin' preachers,
"homeowner-virus" like me
Yo
They was laughin'
But we was smart drug trafficking
We was sharks (uh-huh)
I had to chase the paper down 'til we trapped the money
end up on the news
Reporter:
In the news today, lisa lopes known as left eye of the group tlc was arrested again. this time for drug trafficking. miss
the back paddle
They try to name the place so all deserve to mack at you
B4 the C4
Was drug trafficking, traveling, make em detour
Payin' preachers,
is di truth
Don't waan salute put down your gun and stop from shoot
Next ting a gwaan baby all a born
Man a tek dem bwoy and kill dem off drug
is di truth
Don't waan salute put down your gun and stop from shoot
Next ting a gwaan baby all a born
Man a tek dem bwoy and kill dem off drug
Currently in pursuit of a yellow Ferrari 4-8-8
Possible drug trafficking suspect
Racing wing on the GT4
I'm finna drive this motherfucker to the ocean
Currently in pursuit of a yellow Ferrari 4-8-8
Possible drug trafficking suspect
Racing wing on the GT4
I'm finna drive this motherfucker to the ocean
is di truth
Don't waan salute put down your gun and stop from shoot
Next ting a gwaan baby all a born
Man a tek dem bwoy and kill dem off drug
fucking wets
Carried with weed, dusts, and pot
Trafficking drugs, cocaine, and pot
Satanic blessing, who stops us
The van filled
With a load of pot
of potassium
Streets I roam, Mama praying like the Vatican
My life feels like trade water in the ocean
Who's standing in
I'm dopes up moving drug trafficking
crack in the making if
I don't happen to make it
While drug trafficking & traveling thank
God i made it
Alot of shit express my vessel propel heaters
Stan
knows for drug trafficking
Put a package on ya and trafficking
Your keys is know you key straps with them
I'm like hide the beast we know about ya
Molly
Drug trafficking human trafficking
Bank fraud, searching all passengers
Tax fraud, Ponzee schemes and wire fraud
False Narratives propagated thru
Coming back from seeing my connect, my friend
I-75 to 64 again, man
I was driving through the mountain, drug Trafficking
My people there pay me 25 a gram
the projects and contraband
Drop bombs on Brazil so you can kill and conquer land
You drug trafficking your new creation for disease
To control the population
Blow down a pound
Then light a cigarette
I seen it all the Alpha and the Omega
Prisoner of war I'm Manuel Noriega
Drug trafficking, Money laundering,
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