Lyrics:
season niggaz be lookin` for a reason to rush ya
So I suggest you put up your bootsees man and pull out your buckets
(kaveo)
Here`s another part
missin round here
I roll wit - straight killers, thug niggaz, and drug dealers
And if they ridin wit me, best believe them my niggaz
As for you bitches
game for all the pimps and the playaz
And you bitches
Don't try to front foo'
If you don't leave soon them niggaz bout to jump you
You just
Now let's get down to business, bitches
'Cause it seems like y'all just keep on tryin' to diss this
Nigga that you know that's been down for years
door
All them race for the money at the end of the road
Fully-loaded by my waist, I'm bout to explode
I'm on a mission for the money, ain't shit funny
you have your niggaz holdin' you down
And when I hold heat I just hold it for delf
Why ask a nigga to shoot when I'ma buck myself?
I keep my gun by
a calico
Let it rip, reload and spit a hundred more
Give you a reason to run, oh, you gung-ho
I hope y'all niggaz really ready 'cuz my steel is heavy
Time to Get tha hoe
Bitch im in my prime see the muscles
And how I'm getting swole
Niggaz said they trynna come for me
I guess he didn't know
I'm coming
there's someone in my house
(911 dispatch) can you please run by your address for me
(woman) 151 shenedoah, shenendoah
(911 dispatch) ma'am where inside
run by your address for me
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
Ma'am where inside the house are you
(Oh my god)
Ma'am where inside the house are you
In my
They all run they mouths, some get vicious
[2x]
[Verse 2:]
Listen, I can't belive niggaz fightin over bitches anyway
I heard Carmelo stole my man Suger
Smoking not for cataracts
After the wake grab his girl by the waist
Write my name on her walls yea I vandal that
No remorse for a lame nigga
You and me
shall not hurt
For money food shelter or work
Louie, Henny, Remy, or Urp
Chicken, dimes, hoes in skirts
I'm in my truck smoking purp
Tryin' to see
Beat that ass like drama, fade 'em out like Donna Summa
Forever like Wu-Tang, my crew bang like accidents
For real niggaz who feel this is on some numb
fades
I creep in a Mustang, bust my heat in the rain
Till they get a rust stain
why'all niggaz heard of me, probably want to murder me
I'll pull up
don't stop.
Nigga, down for my strap niggaz on their back,
No rat-tat-tat so its on the map. Died come again,
Coming straight out of my jaws,
Got
from the drive-by
When we pass by
Nigga
Woop, Woop
that's them fuckin' police
Woop, Woop
Them bitches comin' for me
You know the West gone ride
Nineteen ninety mothafuckin' one
NWA back in this mothafuckin' yo
Takin' out all you commercialized ass niggaz
And we're on this lay back track
porno bitches do
Now ever since I was a young boy
I would fall for women like you
And even now that I'm a grown man
I'm still in love with the tricks
us (BITCHES!)
'Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters (YO!) smokin and ridin (YO!)
Come on get high with us (C'MON NIGGAZ!)
Come on and ride with
Money money and the power
Money money and the power
Why these niggaz so sour
Why these niggaz so sour
Coming in by the hour
Coming in by the hour
Imma go kick me a door
Deez niggaz opp yeah I know
Dey in da way gotta go
Niggaz disturbing my soul
Niggaz don’t live by da code
Gettin snaked out by
on you like sheets
Got these jays on my line and they lookin for treats
Me and Smoove hit Wyoming to cop some new feets
Been had drip before UE and all
my niggaz, let's do it
All my bitches floorin' that ass, let's do it
Looks a crooked eye motherfucker, let's do it
Meth and Doc we got it locked, let's
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