Lyrics:
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
suckas used to be homies
Know you put 'em in chalk
When they see you try to walk the
Other direction and play it off
But I be clean up out that rental with
Ayy
Bring 'em inside, got the lights right
Only thing on my mind is a pocket full of the cash
Check drop so it's on me
Tell me girl do you like what
you done heard in a long time
Introducing you to the hottest nigga you heard in a long time
Hey
[Verse 1: T.I.]
Mega pimp, super clean, the coolest in
getting cooked
Bring it back to em
Spit the verse before the hook
Bring it back to em
I left the plug and in a week
Bring it back to em
I took his bitch but
the old days who kill in cold ways
we giving em work and now they want to bring it to the tape
mothafuck your name mothafuck your reputation
now what you in
bring me down, don't bring me down
Don't bring me down, don't bring me down
Don't bring me down, don't bring me down
Tonight I'm twistin' 'em big,
and techs
Russian roulette I just made me a bet
Bring out your best when you step and reflect
Hit that lick
Talk my shit
Check my fit
Clean than a bitch
Watch
allelú
Bring out your wallets allelú
All the banks be callin' allelú
So shout your 'alle' allelú
All of my people just sing with me allelú
Yeah mo ti ri
drama
Law's out lookin' for me like Osama
I don't wanna do no bid, yo honor
Still waitin' on my one phone call from Obama
Tell 'em I need the chopper
They
What the fuck you niggas think, think?
Bitch I'm pulling up clean, clean
Pulling up clean
Pulling up clean
Need a iced out bust down wrist
Talking
y'all on with these niggas?
The fuck y'all be on with these hoes?
You say that you loving 'em
Meeting the family
Leaving 'em out in the cold
I done been
face Rollies with the (?)
Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, living large
High school, had a bomb in my (?)
Middle school, had that Tec in my locker
I ain't
for real
Roll with a couple niggaz like Dave SeVille
'Cause they'll, uh clean you out like some golden seals
Put your hands up, give me yo' scrill
Could avoid that shit and still be out here getting paid
You let a nigga from that joint run your fucking life
You tell em this it's you that got to pay
em' clean (While I'm wipin' em' clean yeah)
Taking demons out one, two, three
Got a smile while im wiping em' clean (Yeah I wipe em' clean yeah)
Take
kid, I'm goin' all out
Life's a bitch, fuck it, got a gun, bust it
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don't try
'em catch
Five thousand ones in an hour, I'ma make it stretch
I just made a mess (yeah), I just made a mess (yeah)
I got cash by the bundle so I'm
down, don't bring me down
Don't bring me down, don't bring me down
Don't bring me down, don't bring me down
Tonight I'm twistin' 'em big
I'm poppin' pink
You gotta have cash to knock on my door
I make the block hot I bring out the dough
I bring out the yo i bring out the dro
I make the block hot when
I
Mannie Mims dat
Swag clean Swag clean
We chillin pon em
Balling pon em
Chillin pon em
Balling pon em
We Chillin pon em
Balling pon em
Chillin
The wind commenced to blow, and the rain began to fall,
Hit looked, by grab, like we was goin' to lose 'em all.
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
kid, I'm goin' all out
Life's a bitch, fuck it, got a gun, bust it
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don't try
What a beautiful day it is in the house of Lord
We're gonna bring up this young man who goes by the name of Inael
He's A Potent Poet or something
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