Lyrics:
soul my New York mommas
You're giving me control by moving to this song
You gon make me lose my girl, and all that drama
I swear I'm lovin you,
You love
this, lawd
Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer
this, lawd
Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer
Oh Mama
Got me feeling high like marijuana
Wanna give it a try then let me holla
I see you steppin in Dolce and Gabanna
Oh Mama Oh Mama
Oh Mama
Got
June price high
Out of town life by
Living amongst lions notice I ain’t die
Powder
Powder Water
Think shorty got a thing for a dope dealer
Holla
Aw yeah
A.P.N. comin' at you with another one
Oh, and it goes like this
Hit me back, girl
Holla at you boy
Hit me back, girl
Holla at you boy
stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I'm
dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back
I paid for 7 this nigga tried to sell me 6
You can't jerk me I got more
Growing up in the nawf
I wasn't the nigga making money
I wasn't the nigga getting holla'd by the honnies
I wasn't the nigga writing rhymes and making
Come holla at me
Then you'll see
You're the queen
Royalty
Come holla at me
Then you'll see
Royalty
What's up you hanging with me
I'm not your
Come holla at me
Then you'll see
You're the queen
Royalty
Come holla at me
Then you'll see
Royalty
What's up you hanging with me
I'm not your
fingas up
We hollerin SQAD UP nigga! SQAAAD UP!
You got a problem - tell 'em meat me by mine
You know the heat be by my nuts nigga
Man we can knuckle up
Ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch a nigga by his toes
If he hollas let him go
Tryna sell out my all my shows
They be knocking at the door
found in alleys, I'm rowdy really
So here we go now,
Holla if ya hear me though, come and feel me flow
Never mixing with tricking brothers bitching
Over
found in alleys, I'm rowdy really
So here we go now,
Holla if ya hear me though, come and feel me flow
Never mixing with tricking brothers bitching
Over
don't ring my phone
If you ain't talking bout dollas just leave me alone
Naw I ain't tryna holla if you ain't talking bout funds
No type of conversation
of a trouble man and play by the code
Where I'm from just make me want to holla sometime and go get my gun
Go all out but I think of my sons
then where I was
to pull this ratchet out (yeah, uh, uh, Young Gunna)
Y'all told me to go next (Neef)
And I'ma be goddamned if I don't squeeze my cannon, holla
Yo, yo,
and brought to school
By a friend of mine at class
Me and him and this other fool
Decided that we'll drink up what's left
Chug-a-lug so I helped myself
and peruse my record crate
The man I used to be, I can only see by looking beyond me
So what is reality? I don't know
I tried it, I couldn't find it
Now
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
everyone is gone
I'm a still care for you
Still ride for you
Live and die by you
Baby that's the truth cause
I don't want wahala
I just want to holla
love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour, yeah
I got this Spanish chica, she don't like me to roam
So she call me cabron plus marricon
Said
[C-Bo]
C'mon niggaz
Yeah
The Thug Lordz in this bitch
Get up... salute nigga, 21 salute nigga holla..
THUG... LORDZ!
Niggaz that ride or die for
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