Lyrics:
be droppin'
Gat under the bed incase the playa hatas come and pop me
Got that glock, 17 shots, it's all good I tell a hoochie don't stop
Ass bangin',
license plate to see you when I'm backin back
T.I.P. be smokin on that good shit imagine that
I'm blowin on a hoe that's strong enough to kill the Cadillac
by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about
Gangsta, you could find a nigga
by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about
Gangsta, you could find a nigga
Man, my heart beating fast as shit
Gotta slow it down dawg
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
It feel good to be back home
It feel good to be back home yeah
cye
cye
Yeah
Making bayouwave beats at lunch?
I’ve been goin for months
Blessed with the beats, what i'm meant to be
They'll say he has hits like Houston humidity
Ay it
to open up your window
Don't let life pass you by (pass you by)
Open up and feel the breeze yo (open up and feel the breeze yo)
Look how good it feel
Uh, I'm smoking that reefer
And sippin’ champagne damn mayne
I remember those days I was covered in rain
Now it seems i'm surrounded by bitches
stop, let's rock, let's work
Make you feel good too, now work
Don't stop, I see you, let's work
It's the Dirt Money
Uh, how fly is he?
Your baby
stop, let's rock, let's work
Make you feel good too, now work
Don't stop, I see you, let's work
It's the Dirt Money
Uh, how fly is he?
Your baby
good brother gone niggas should be ashamed
It ain't worth killin' niggas over no watch and chain (it ain't)
They caught the kid who did it, that nigga
bitch (Out of this bitch)
But be careful what you wish for (What you wish for)
'Cause it ain't everything that it's cut out to be
My life is good but
and lesbians, rappers and managers
Music and iPhone cameras
This shit unanimous for you, it's damaging for you, one thing
I think that pussy should only be
us to be apart
Boy you had me going all out for you
Now I just don't know what I'm gonna do
My heart's so weak
But I think it's best for us to be
since he stand by him
That boy's a bum, and I'm not being biased
Cuz he hit my line after getting dissed apologizing
OCK laughing behind me like he can't
as thunder
Split pie with the fam like cowabunga
If my team know I got it then I'm giving it Manifest a future feel good living it
Through pure will I will
Often heard but seldom seen
That's the way that it's supposed to be
When you do see me
Mobbin' with a gangsta lean
Dime piece by my side
You can
niggas in the backyard 'bout to squab my dogs
Dirt Red gets cream, it's a good scheme
But you know it's all a part of the Corleone team
I squabble,
to be a gangsta
And it feel good for me to thank you
Put money back in your bank account
Off of songs I barely could think up
Cause a lot of songs
the weed lemme take it to the head
Hope the smoke turn my eyes red
My eyes red cause
(I, I, I, don't want you to see me cry)
I pop me a pill so I don't feel
of ten, yo, it's kill or be killed
So I sit back and observe what goes on
So when a brother feels an oath to carryin on
I let him know this ain't the time
That shit that you selling my niggas dont buy it
How you a gangsta but don't have no bodies
You ain't nobody boy need to stop it
Toting them poles boy
I wrote (Wrote)
Be in the big cloud from
The blunts that I smoke (Smoke)
Now I know I ain't living right
But it feels good
Now I know I ain't living
to describe you ya know..
It's everything about you I mean.. damn!
You make me feel good..!!
[Chorus]
When I'm gone girl I miss you, when I'm at home I get
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