Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah
Yo, my nigga what you in fo'?
Is it 'cause you're withholding all that info?
I seen another stranger chillin' with some big dough?
Let's
to provide fo'
Family I'd ride fo'
Some patnas I'd slide fo
Try them niggas you die slow
Colliding wit our rivals and we never talk to Five-O
Keep squares out
feel like I been in Space
I want the Money fo sho (Yea)
She pick me up at the Show (Yea Yea)
I was too high had to go (On god)
I wanna Pot full of Gold
You should not talk on what you do not know, know, know, know, know
You should not talk on what you do not know
I grew up where I saw two sides fo
Put the subs inside the trunk hoe
And my name be Spo and you know how we rockin
My brothas be cutthroat
While my sistas was juggin fo hair
I was worried
(Now it's)
So clear to me It's 20/20 baby
Tell me am I wasting time (And if I)
Barely even cross your mind (What are we)
Doin' here (Cuz it fo')
Sho'
land
Oo damn
I juss wanna b the man fo you
Oo
Damn i juss wanna b the man yeah
Aye aye
Don't forget me when you mad
Don't forget me when you sad
Lets
dać się ponieść furii
Młoda foka fo fo fo foka wszystkiego nie załatwi to
Że ciebie kocham
Miłość kurwa co ma miłość z tym wspólnego
Kiedy wkurwiasz
What's a king to a god?
Feelin’ like the realest motherfucker alive
What's a king to a god?
Kill a motherfucker fo’ he push me aside
What's a king
sexy what's it hittin' fo
What's it hittin' fo, what's it hittin' fo
I'm a hot boy so I need a frigid ho
Gary Coleman cherry swollen from the different
throwing bows
Pearl paint, eighty fo's
Sipping fo's, triple c's
Walking dead catching z's
Yaaa mean? elbows touch ya knees
Yaa mean? bussit open on a ping
and
Take you on a world tour
Dime piece fosho its some more for You in store
Came a long way from wendy's on Reseda fo fo fo
Sit back relax this is just
all our kids
Wey just wanna feed
And dem ah treat us like trash
And take our cash ye
Wan fo wo wa ta te te
Te te
No shoes on like I'm cele
Cele
what you calling me fo'
I ain't gone lie you got me tripping
Blues on me like I am crippen
Expensive drip
It got me dripping
She like my swag
And,
Switched up lanes on you niggas
I’m swervin
Fuck yo intentions
I’ll bang fo they get me
He gone slip and we catch em
He was fallin a victim
Adderal pop a lil
All these drugs gon kill me I won't see my son
I feel like they mock me do this shit fo fun
There was many moments I wanted to run
But no one finna save
Pou we anba'm
Pa kite jan w konpran fe w sot fre
Pou we'w gwo neg pou di'w gen fos fre
Pa kite jan w konpran few sot fre
Pa kite jan w konpran fe w sot
that you ain’t really seen it all
And I can tell you that I know
Ima do me and that fo sho
That’s fo sho that's fo sho though
Whoa, aye
I ain’t going out
If u play u get hit wit that fye
Run it up hold ya racks to the sky
Keep my foot on they neck like a tie
I ain cappin what I gotta lie fo
Why u reppin
other shit don't mean nothin' yeah
Love will count for somethin
Ah lord yes I know
Take this love wherever I go
Only thing that last fo sho
So I sing this
fo sho
But baby I need you, close
So tell me the deal 'fore, you ghost
Can I have you
All night
Can I touch you
All night
Can I love you
All night
Can
It be like fo' sum in the morn
Oh I'm tired of feeling alone baby
Just tell me what you('re) on
You can do whatever you want to do
Just want to be
baby don't catch no feelings I don't want c u cry
Asc the man 'bove fo forgiveness while still grippin this pipe
In my city they been killings now
FI FO FUM te encontré te hechicé (wa)
Estoy mezclando manaos con precoset (eyy)
Mi respuesta a tu duda es que yo no se (na)
Estoy tomándome un whisky
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