Lyrics:
mad and wanna scrap
We stay mad about, ten minutes then it's like back on the bike
To play hide and go get it with the younger hoes by the bungaloes
or slayin bodies Like a hit man baby throw dat leg up proper like a kick stand wobble wobble drop it low pick dat thang up off da floor look back one time
tonight
Got thirties and fifties, that's taking your life
Pull up, we get it on sight
I sit back, and I write, can't trip about life
Go in, and hit straight
to please
Just show me you know how to please
Just met a girl crazy as Lucy
Insane bitch but her pussy is sushi
The way she squirt gotta be juicy
Hit from
It's when I made this trap song
Songs done wax off back to the trap
New packs just landed
I gotta clear that
Had to wax on wax off
Get the pack gone
Hit
No radio or video or CD sales
Six platinums in a row, Ice Cube and Cool J
Who else did that shit? Short Dog from the Bay
These ho's try to play it
way from dem drugs
You know dat feeling when it come deep from yo heart
Built a dream that can never be torn apart
From the back to the front we thank
gang
One day, I’ll have it paid for in cash
Risked it, when she came with the back
2 days, she had me hit it from the back
If you wanna hear the truth
on the cruddiest
Jay Rock want the bloodiest
J Strizzy wid a cruddy hit
Kway Kway 'bout to duppy this
Been on the backroads, backroads
Short cutting it back home,
Doobie
Smokin on these blunts jus to get me by
Im wit the homies
Smokin dat la di da
Green an purple buds in the blunt
Like Mardi Gras
An I'nt want it if
rockin'
Fuck all that bullshit
You already know what it is
Me and my motherfuckin' J
Back like I never left
Back like I never left
Back like I never left
you get em from?"
"Don’t worry about it my nigga you ain’t gotta know"
But J gone rip it, he gone change up the flow
Look at that bitch I’m outta
it's going I can never Stop
I just
Set the mood with the right Tunes
Studio with a nice view
Hit her up she coming right Through
Get a little inspired by
from J Prince
She get it poppin', I'm a send her shopping and that ain't even my main bitch
Home invasions, live action, smoker Joe, I'm hijacking
from the south (playaz from the south ? ? ? gs)
That muthafuckin g
I got beats by the pound, just like quarter keys
Klc put it on the scale so y'all
Left her by her grandmama crib and then I went back to the ways
Went back to the field, had to hit a step-back for the plays
Step back with a 10 pack,
get me sprung (whassup shortie)
And be peepin my song
She want to creep on da phone and
Freak on da ???
Tellin me to hit it when her people ain't
hate it when they lie
Ain't tryna make it by
I'm tryna touch the sky
Youngest winning in this shit so they ask me why
Did I drop another hit, like I'm
everyday
I be on it, I be on it
Aim and shoot at my opponents
You can get it if you want it
Time and time again I got to turn back round and tell these hoes
they see
I can't be what I already am
They be like he get bitches goddamn
I hit that bitch from the back
Like a ram
How you play but you scared to get
can't fit in my wallet
I hit the bank and deposit
Run up on me I'ma pop it (Ooh)
I get the bag, I get the money and never look back
I wanted cash,
the wise excel.
Once said by my born-in-hell.
Only the lonely die slowly.
Left all alone try to control me.
Easy does it never ask how was it.
Never speak
Gourmet special of the day is n*gga Souflee, pusher gotta pay
And the games people play, John J. back around the way
Fish filet, Mister DJ, turn it up
me?
What if it was me
What if I never got the one chance to be
Everything and everywhere I go, I wouldn't see
If by your hand you took that from
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