Lyrics:
foreign bitches out the ride I tell them its national pride
Bahama mama by my side and you know that she gon slide
All of my niggas who Ride
All of my
everybody know about this Keak Da Sneak shit
Danger! Not Mystikal but get on the flo'
The man right chear, All In Moe Doe
My style my flow is original as hell
don't play
No ice I like my drink straight, not gay
And bitch that bank come everyday, I'm paid
I wish a nigga come invade, get sprayed
I stomp
Machette
from ear to ear homes, it's clear, you'll be bleedin'
Not me motherfucker lifestyles I've been devin'
It's either them or us, niggas that bust
That's my new addition, nobody in it
Chop shops in the hood, no karate in it
So much money, got a money tree
Whoop so many niggas' ass, shit we money team
fifty)
Let that pistol go when I was nineteen years old (nineteen, uh)
First time I turned twenty, I was cashin' out on gold (uh, gang)
Rich nigga
up i ain’t talkin not fitness
Im w the wokks we still be busy we be spinnin
An these niggas be mad that i really be winnin
Im w the gang it ain’t
(dog in the hood)
That can go to the projects (School Street, Home of the Brave)
By his fuckin' self and be good (good)
Yeah, nigga, ask niggas on my
these niggas gonna need a medicine soon, ugh
Feel me by my stroll, that's how Philly niggas roll
Cuz these niggas going to have to leave me some room
Turn me all way up
l know l got that flow back nigga
You got couch here
Real rap peel back in the Mac black
She ain't at where I'm at send that ass
the plug poppy
If the nigga name Oscar, why not call that nigga Aki
Fuck these niggas and they label, I make it to the point where niggas bout to need cable
with corpses
Looking gorgeous in the candle light, the label stopped adoring
And according to the artists that been cornered by the boring
Only porridge
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
the lives that I touch
Their value is quantified by the lies that they told
It's had to up hold the fallacies
Niggas living in fantasies
Calculating my steps
hand her a hunnid (What's that)
That's not enough to get a
Bra outta Banana Republic (Broke nigga)
Say, big nuts and a bigger heart
You a scrub in these
No Davy
Still I'm locking my feelings up safely
And release 'em to you niggas, frankly
And no I'm not wishing you thank me
Don't talk that shit out
guy stepping to I then it's man down
Surrounded by a few kings that rule their own nation
Couple Ls in rotation though there's no Ls taken
Money our
afford a noodle
Bitch ain't pickin' up her phone and that's when shit get brutal
Them altercations don't determine whether not you poodle
I'm gang
know some shit about niggas that make Gunna Wunna look like a saint
This ain't been about critics, not about gimmicks, not about who the greatest
It's
fuckin wit a brand new thang
Bang, bang, take that, nigga 'fore we skirt out
Aint gotta say shit already put the word out
Ya heard how the thang goes
stiches
Nigga that's not assault, that's a insult
You and every motherfucka that roll wit you
You bitch ass nigga I'ma see you
Nigga is sweet like
We here to slump lames
I only rock with real guys and big willies
You niggas chump change so let the pump aim
Go ahead and block your chest
By trying
A nigga that you may not see for three or four nights
A nigga standin' tall like tha Statue of Liberty
A nigga on fire like a match and a cigarette
somebody put that heat in ya life.
Nigga I ain’t asking.
Come in getting it.
You ain’t tryna give it, imma have to clear the business.
Nigga I ain’t no
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