Lyrics:
She's ah...uh uh...bitch
Yo...I'ma tell y'all straight up and down
It's like this for real, it's goin' down like this fo real
She's ah....bitch
good gas smoke it by the pound
Bitch I’m lifted nigga
Good gas I Lit it nigga
I run my city nigga
Know how to get it nigga
Bitch I’m lifted nigga
Good
E. Neumann, mad cerebral
You on your last burrito
(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eating
Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm
Oh shit, is, is that Snoop over there? Oh shit
(Fuck that nigga, bitch, my name is Samsnee, you better recognize)
Ayo, uh, I'm sorry, I just love
Oh shit, is, is that Snoop over there? Oh shit
(Fuck that nigga, bitch, my name is Sam Sneed, you better recognize)
Ayo, uh, I'm sorry, I just love
y'all rappers practicing
Xanax and Actavis advocates
Shorty want hands, I don't think she could handle this
In my hands is a handle bitch
Damn it, I'm
Yeah, haha, woo, shit
Mm (aight), whoa-oh oh
Yeah, yeah
Guess what? I ain't come in yet
I'm comin' in a minute
Ayo, this is my love song, it
Yeah, haha, woo, shit
Mm (aight), whoa-oh oh
Yeah, yeah
Guess what? I ain't come in yet
I'm comin' in a minute
Ayo, this is my love song, it
bout he got the flu and all that, come on, man
And that bitch got a big fucking head and shit, man, what the fuck, man
Aiyo, Ghost, look-look, check it
on him, treat him like a ho, bitch-slap him
Do it for me, do it for Fred, do it for Limp
Do it for Rock, do it for rap, do it for Kid
Do it for Ice-T, do
Yo whats up man, get up man (I can't bust man)
Get up nigga, bust (I'm fucked)
Get up you gotta do your verse nigga
(Aight I'll try it) get up
I can wreck that hoe
It's Jay'Ton, in this bitch with that boy J-Mo
[T2]
I'm J'd up, you can tell by my clothes
I'm iced up, cause my whole body
unload
Un-Usual-ly Suspect-ed but fuck it
Unaffected by y'all haters I know enough and
unlike me you're unlucky, sittin ducky
I'm untouchable, spittin
Bitch it goes on and on
Bitch it goes on and on
Bitch it goes on and on
Gastropod Christ done wrong
Gastropod Christ done wrong
I rock from song
aye (On what)
On God
You know I keep that thing on me
I just pray I never use it
Hennessy by the fifth, I'm loaded (I'm faded)
I got a bottom bitch she
sell it by the ziplock
Funny nigga think he got stripes, oh you Chris Rock
Closet of full of kicks, on the strip wearing flip flops
I'ma trap this bitch
up)
And if you want some smoke
We got that shit by the chimney
(Straight up)
Bitch, my youngin' got a body at just fifteen
(Fifteen)
Promethazine,
broke
Aye
Bitch don't call my phone if it ain't fo the doe
The first time I started pimpin I wasn't nailed to the floor
Got caught slipping by the bitch
it's happenin', another bit by the dog
When there's nothin left to eat, I ate away at my soul
Felt destructive 'cause I don't give a fuck if I go
I
tell I never told (aight)
It bout time to get this shit poppin
Rollin round with a big ass rocket
You gone be a legend if you can stop this
Leave you
all of my niggas, they forever here by my side
It was just eight niggas in a two bedroom, no leg room, that was last June, yeah, yeah, for real
Aye I'm finna spit this uhh this PSADENA Freestyle
For y'all one time man aight aye aye
Suspekt Run it
Niggas wanna fuck shit
Nigas take a fat ass
"Hey pull over there dawg them my niggaz over there"
"Aight"
"What up niggaz? y'all seen that punk ass nigga Ren?"
"Yeah that nigga came through
Yeah it's Fleezy
Yeah Yeah Aye
I'm turnt up
Got that fire on me bitch don't get burnt up
I need bands like I robbed me a brinks truck
I got up with
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