Lyrics:
I think we got another one
I think we got another one
Let's get it
They taking body shots
At the Bacardi spot
She looked my way and say am I gonna
never had a problem
That couldn't be solved by wine
Gin and beer and whiskey are
Thе oldest friends of mine
Another shot of tequila
Another bottle of rum
Another day, another brick, another stage, another chick, another raise, another lick Another taste, another hit, Another place, another split,
what we do in back of the lac
I'm like I'm up all for that, and every night her body gets jacked how bout
That
Gangstaa
G-Gangsta,
Gangsta
the sauce
Chef Curry with the pot boy
I been down by one /
I been Off from the key /
I been Judged by 12
I Went down another 3 /
See That’s a mandatory
stopping until I get my target
My battle experience has made hardened
I dive down the hallway, the shot missed
I make another break and then the shot hit
I'm
as the music's loud
If you think I'll sit around as the world goes by
You're thinkin' like a fool cause it's a case of do or die
Out there is a fortune
It looks like another one's comin around
So the Black Thought gots to get down y'all, yeah
Pass the what? (Pass the popcorn)
It looks like
the one to be caught sleeping
By another fool out creeping
While I'm chilling getting sweeted
I'm coming down real shiny like candy paint
'Bout three
and the thirty-eight
Grim Reaper, I'm a fuckin' headhunter with this Glock on me, I send a nigga under
One shot, then it's gonna be another with these hollows, I raise
administer their Christ's blessing.
In America poison is injected into the blood-stream.
Another Christ dies, jacked up by the state.
Another glorious
a black king on a throne
Evil E...turn up the microphone
So I can ill and break on the rollin' tape
Another album to make? Great
Islam turn the bass
Been through the worst of the worst
Dealt with the pain without percs
Had to stay sane when it hurts
Same ole same since birth
Aye
Another walk
white is winnin' like Charlie Sheen
Hey, Teddy Pain, bad man
Lick shots (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, bang)
Man we the best never the less
You know
a little more to you
Than a space on your list and a thing to do
Another chick shot-gun in yo benz
Another dime piece that you could show all your friends
Look
You got me right here on purpose
I just might buy you a Birkin’s
I’m just now scratching the surface
We just some angels surrounded by serpents
another cup she just wanna get drunk as me
I up an blow the Glock I face shot all my enemies
Don't post up by that sto I ride late night lurk thru
I'll pay the price or I'll win the lot
And I'm afraid to ask the question
But do I have a
Shot?
Shot?
Shot?
Shot?
Am I just another kid
Told that baby pour it up
Pour another shot
Imma keep on rollin'
Now the floor has opened up
We can go get outta here
And fill another cup
All your
Shawty I just poured another shot of liquor in my lemonade
Shawty I just poured another shot of liquor in my lemonade
She can try to walk on by
'Til she
shaka lac, I'm on the clock
Gonna dance and sing and swing
A little bit of Rock
I'm hippidy hoppin' 'till the day is done
I don't rap for the money
I just
her heels on, skirt with a crop top
Top of my league, got me feeling real hot
Sipping one shot, one shot
Want to have another two shot, two shot
Tell
breaking down playing Tetris
That shit all gravy till the opps don't accept it
Another shot another nigga dead for detectives
First 48 grabbing niggas now
where they raise you up
Tuck glocks shot's blaze you up
Big shot niggas fade you up
I'm in the cut where they fade you up
5-0-9, you can page me but
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