Lyrics:
Jumped up off the porch
I brought them big racks back, yeah
Took my nigga
We gotta go get back that, yeah
Cold-hearted, nigga, get your bitch
at
The grimy cat from the main street trenches, insomniac
Three in the mornin', catch me inside the trap
Knockin' off a ninety pack right by the door where
make her wait (I'ma make her wait)
Niggas pillowtalk, I really set talk
We'll shoot the whole place
We ain't takin' loss, double M, drove boss
In
at
Shit'll get like the purge, better kno' where it's safe at
When I get high start to tweak go to trippin'
I'm surrounded by nigga that's itchin' to get it
If
ah bring dat shit down like the police knockin at ya door
Always kept it 96 wit the 4
You don't wanna see lil ice with the Chrome
I know some niggas
a nerd in your hood, I'm the cool cat
FN bullets they knockin' your tooth back
I got your little bitch toppin' me off
Cause I'm doin' everything you lack
I
as you ride, right out your socks
Double, lose his mind as he grind in the tunnel
Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle
Nasty-girl don't pass
on the ground (knowing that your pockets fat)
Fore' I buck you down (and I'm quicks' to do that)
Nigga starting braggin' in his hood bout the robbery
Wasn't
it's, nothin'
Lettuce in my pocket, salty niggas need to, catch up
You're full of bologna if you do not think my, bread's up
But let us get this
connoisseur
Bust it open and I smell flavor
He spend it when he get it
I can tell he never felt paper
My young niggas out they top
They be out here wild
I be
Scratch Bionic, it's ironic, slammin' niggas like Onyx
Lunatics 'til the day I die and I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics
Mmm, I'm goin' down,
Yeah, aww yeah, Heavy D, Dogg Pound
Herb McGruff, no doubt
Ladies and gentlemen, dat nigga Daz
Who you are son, blow you away to smithereens
it's hot and sweaty
Reload the CamCorder
I guess by then you'll be ready
Cause All My Children got One Life to Live
But knockin wifey out the box
Is
now
Ain't comin' back 'cause I'm stuck
Had enough of all the bullshit and sellin' me dreams
Had enough of fake cats tryin' to shine off these
homies)
It's cool, I'm focused
I think I'm chosen (think I'm chosen)
I'm by my lonely (by my lonely)
I take all of these niggas on by my lonely
Wrist
Poles knockin off his muthafuckin' wavecap
Scene iont really fucking entertain that
If bullshit find me imma lose it iont play back
Nigga, uh come and get
Schemin all eat, is like a real fat ass nigga leanin on me
So back up off me, closed up in a coffin, and let ya coffin up
Out ya mouth, quit chokin off
niggas said you need to holla, b
Rus please tell 'em he don't wanna holla, b
Tell these niggas they don't really want no problems ,b
I'm too busy stackin'
they gone want me out
You know what I'm talkin bout?
See me? Man,
I only take the Money Route!
These niggas iffy
They be on a funny route!
Bitches gone
his mic off
Emmitt Till you get killed for that white bitch down south
Skinny nigga, big flexin', watch a nigga Rolex'n
Flood the streets like Essence,
the motto that he start to go by
Wasn't speakin' to nobody and his mind he
Confined
They like, Moose, why is you snappin'
I'm like, damn, it's bout time
blast and gangbang
Who gives it up for every hooker rat and hood slut
All in the cut Dat Nigga Daz with the pimp strut
You slept game on those who
like
All dat freaky shit u showed a nigga on Skype night
Yo pussy outta site rite/ but like Tyson on fight
I'm knockin out dat pussy first round or else
Where I'm headed ima have to tell you to the top
Nigga say he need more than a zip don't hit my phone meet at the spot
When this shit pay off I'm a go cop
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