Lyrics:
the trunk, better read the light mayn
Gliding your block, like a four do' airplane
Lane to lane, when I tipping on eight fo's
Crawling slow, but I be
I'm on a gangsta roll, in my two do' Regal
With four 12's in my trunk, that'll bump like a beetle
Under the seat is the desert eagle, for you and your
Bundle in the bushes, chopper up in the tree
AK'll light up your chest like E.T.
[E-40] White girl (x4)
(?White girl" continues to repeat x12 in
My, oh my
Demon inside
Mouth open wide, fits the chrome four five
Temple to temple, my mental subsides
Voices and choices are swirled inside
Inside,
the stardom
You think you've seen abortion
I'm killing for the carnage
Metaphorically speaking
For rhetorical people
Meaning my opponents
Can & will be harmed
In the kitchen whipping O’s
Bust it down know how it goes
Bag it up go hit the store
For the low that 2 for 4
Yeah this shit that pure that potent
pon di bwoy den buss him head
Pull di trunk, coke worsen it, open it
By di trunk pull, me hear di siren
Me n'ave nuh wait a wait
Everybody dead
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo
It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for the big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo
It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for a big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
your life caught up in the fight
[Khujo]
Chorus x2
[Big Gipp]
Slugs and thugs go together like pumps and trunks
Ready to dump, yo, laid back,
your life caught up in the fight
[Khujo]
Chorus x2
[Big Gipp]
Slugs and thugs go together like pumps and trunks
Ready to dump, yo, laid back,
Yo, yo, yo, yo bobby
What up, what up? I can't really hear you
Ayo, I left ten pounds in the trunk and I gave sha' ten
Make sure he drops them
Figures, whips, and rivers, hold on, they loadin'
Roller coaster do the most to throw me
Ropin' them Four Lokos and Dutches and roll ups
Go lower, close up,
And pulled out a wad of dubs
After you got buzzed, she walk by
You saw how big her ass was
Got her on the dancefloor
And she started dancin' like a ho
of a military man
Jumped into the back of the 4 door sedan
All up in the trunk was the hidden contraband
Fuck a middleman, my pistols aim directly from Iran
the blues
Let 'em kill me, I refuse
I'm down for killing
But the one of [edited] I was accused
I leave ya funky
I put my trunk-y
Hair by a monkey
So
shits when you see Three Six Five boy better let your nuts hang
This a big body I'm hogging both lanes
Like Trae Ima pop my trunk and swang
365 soldiers
carnage
massacre done
thriving scourge
nihilism won
regaling itself
on death by its hand
destruction of life
keeps it in command
nigga let me hit that there hemp, do your thing
How many woofers in your trunk? 4 15s
[Chorus]
culminate with a five-hour battery
Of tests, performed by four separate disciplined PhDs, had begun
Eventual Diagnosis Autism
Even though her maternal
I prayed to my Lord that head won't take
Me over, we soldiers to fold ya like Motorola's
And hit the corners
I told ya the 4-4 flow will fuck yo
that dojah
Where yuh ass was at?
When I was hit by dem Babylon soldiers
Where yuh ass was at?
When Twelve took dem crops from di roots
Where yuh ass was
Trunk bound to make an earth shake
Every day is a movie for me you
Like the destination on the first day
Telling me it's her birthday
New shoes and her
time
Doing it like a star plus it's certified
By the way that I tip my car
Screw done told me back in the gap
That half these bitches wasn't shit
So I'm
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