Lyrics:
they ask me who the girl in the car its jus my baby momma
I don't give a f**k about the hoe!
I sock that b**** in the jaw by surprise and pull the nails
hovno
Hmm a bolo to vážne hovno
Po ceste zdutý domov som počúval svoj detský rap
V 13tich som chcel mať hlas ako 50 Cent
V štvrtej bráne býval tučný
seems all that's left in the meadow is hoes
Not the kinda ho that you use in your garden
Yes the kinda ho that'll make your dick harden
But it's more
be lying
Ran in his trap, only had three ounces
Left a nigga dead by the duplex houses
You a ho nigga wearing skirts and blouses
Trap off vaco's
Tänk på ho do för de
Skåd de över axlin
Ga it ta in taxi
Ho läng ska man måst hör e?
Innan dem by hör me?
Om ja ryter til e ja en bördo
Liti jobbi ne
a pimp, cause I'm a pimp, nigga
Cause I'm a pimp
I keep a top-notch bitch posted by my side
But if that ho can't make dough, she's got to ride
Gorilla
They say
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my chips
And niggas call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent
They say
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my chips
And niggas call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent
of ya ears
I splurge with the paper ma, I don't care
How you like it, pumps or boots
Jeeps or coops
Minks or leathers, fifty fall off never
Whats mine is
[Chorus]
Y'all niggas ain't no killers, y'all niggas some hos
And y'all act like gorillas, but you already know
If the gangstas feel us, then fifty
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Ayy, don't you know I got ki's by
in my shoes or afford to pay my dues
Wit your cartoon crews, you niggaz destined to lose!
I rock Eminem and 50 Cent crowds
And spend most of my
in my shoes or afford to pay my dues
Wit your cartoon crews, you niggaz destined to lose!
I rock Eminem and 50 Cent crowds
And spend most of my
to pay my dues
Wit your cartoon crews, you niggaz destined to lose!
I rock Eminem and 50 Cent crowds
And spend most of my weekends cruising above clouds
Off top, run a nigga out his socks
Niggas talk more than bitches
Niggas really be on cock though
Just fucked a ho out in France
Paint her face
I had to really go and get the bag
Father forgive me for I'm taking risk
I got da bag
Then I fucked it up cuz I got distracted by a bitch
I ain't get
to blow, bitch
New ass Glock with a 50 and four clips
Ay, ay, ay, we got a Glock with a 40
Niggas try to run, get hit like a ho
Niggas puss on that block, we
i feel like 50 cent
Bring some fire to the game they never gonna put it out
Fuck your ho and she don't even wanna see me pull it out
In the kitchen
the champion sound (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)
Yugh! It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game, ho
I'm red leather,
Fall, touch her toes, then I'm throwin' 50K (hey)
Splash brothers, whoa, we just landed in the Bay (splash)
Look at the way that I be pushin' in that
Intolerable differences
Why we don't mesh
And it's why I put love on the crew
50k in the pocket doesn't fold
Lady lust meant to keep you in the cold
She not
like 50 Cent
And they peelin' bananas, no dinner plate
And I'm only gone ride with my syndicate
A$AP 'til I die, make it period
Hoes, I got hella hoes
I
(Earl on the beat)
(Woo)
You can drip or get drowned, homie
Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it
Coolant kit, silencer, damn, ain't no
a Chevy wit a fo'-fifty-fo' in the hood
That bitch got 125 on the dash (She like it gangsta cause...)
(I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far)
(I'm
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