Lyrics:
men
Call me Charlie Green
I’m in the streets with that thing
I gotta get it right
You can dodge for so long like Eddie
My chopper Scary Spice
I leave
Spalding
Trick, it's the infamous Macs from the I
Hit the switch, in the Lac, and go from low-to-high
Drive by, yeah G loves swamp rat and thug dumpin
Yeah, It is I
I don't know 'bout all that other shit, can't call that
But beside this motherfucker right here
This motherfuckin' boo
Hey that's me
now)
The club should be gettin packed by now
Grab a bad bitch and make her throw it back right now (right now)
Uhn, All I wanna know, Where da cash at?
I'll be by your side (general)
We got these niggas, fucking cockroaches
You want to go to war
Sweet dancing, you're there right by
(By your
Boosie Bad Azz
and I'll zoom right by you
760 partna Crispy Cream on the tires
smoke that fire
purple cush by the pound
ask my dog Webbie
this is how it
financial gain from doing things that I enjoy.
While time does not pressure me, I make sure to have a time-frame for my goals.
People desire the things that
Scratchin and I'm crawlin till I rise up to the top everyday
Make a dollar out of 15 but not the honest way
Motivated by the money and I heard
the most
You Damn Right
First rule to winning , show no love
Make that
Cause that love shit get you killed, fuck how they feel about me
I got my mind
with me, 1763
When danger filled the air with fear
Rumours from Fond du Lac about Chief Pontiac
And plans to make the British disappear
I had come down
I'm creepin' in that 'Lac real slow
Keep a chopper for that riff I let it go
(For sure though) You know
Find 'em in the back brim low
I ain't with
my side
And just hold you, tease you, squeeze you
Tell you what's been on my mind
I wanna make up right now, na, na
I wanna make up right now,
"I'm Your Radio"
I'm bumpin' it right now. Warren G- You're doing big things boy
Keep it bangin'!
[Radio DJ]
Well, blow me down, KWBALLS is doing
goin down, right now it's goin down
[Verse 2 - Killer Mike]
Floss, comin through L or Tampa on vogues (on vogues)
In Uncle Mooney's 'lac wit
I'm in this till I die, mob shit, mob life
Came up off of them pies, ghost right by my side
Yeah, I came up off of them pies with my ghost right by my
bitch, you better pay me
Old school white Lac pimpin like Don Juan
When I pull up on the track, I toot-a-loo my horn
Make these hoes come running like
my homies who make chips like I do
This ones for you
Ditty dumb, Ditty Doo
Do I like it? (Yes)
Do I mean it? (No)
Let me hook this double thing
I'll be by your side (general)
We got these niggas, fucking cockroaches
You want to go to war
Sweet dancing, you're there right by
(By your
the left lane and he's on the right
Hey homeboy, you better check your taillights
Man, them muthafuckas don't work
He pulled over to the side like
my side
And just hold you, tease you, squeeze you
Tell you what's been on my mind
I wanna make up right now, na, na
I wanna make up right now,
The official representative, LAC
This is prophecy manifested by X to the Z
Victory, strike a B-Boy stance in khaki pants
Never get along like red
thing
When the right thing's crazy
I'm struggling to make sense out of all of this
My head's been going to some scary places
Doing some shit that's
There's something's definitely not quite right about tonight
Writing the right thing, right thing, right thing, writing
Writing the right thing
things
I pulled out a stack of green, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine,
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