Lyrics:
up on the block in Europeans
Overseeing every single aspect of this business
We in this to win this, so don't end up on our shit list
Hit list, pistol
get pushed right off the shit
Then get pistol whipped in the lip, with the four-fifth, Just cause you don't know shit,
And I'ma learn you somethin',
Flicking lighters to get highs
Smoke at least ounce every check
Just to get me by
Know the wave
Call my connect
That's my ride or die
Moving through
"Go by them slow" gunshots "Oh, Shit"
Brrt yeah uh
Pop him in the Bando then hide the body
Took police a whole month to find the body
We
didn’t know shit when they were asked about bricks after being pistol whipped and kicked we were finally convinced
Grabbed what we could and headed back
when I'm feeling nickel less in my cage
Wanna raise an cR in ya zone uhhh but I stick lyrics to the page
That will have you feeling pistol whipped I'm
a hard dick
And for that I'm publicly pistol-whipped
Mr. Ritz Cracker enjoys the scenery
I'm handcuffed and put in the backseat
I'm out in a heartbeat,
the fuck up 'fore your luck's up
What you gonna do when your shit's up
Besides get dissed on nigga, and pistol-whipped up
Tied up, mouth taped up, laid out,
again
Went out west and tried to double it
Lost it all, tried to recover it
Got pistol whipped in Portland
Oh Lord, I got so much of it
Had trouble
years gone by and I'm still confused
I spend the hours lost
Trying to find you in a nameless crowd
Pistol whipped by this quest for perfection
Robbed
Watch how I play with his mind
Imma tell him I'm ready to fight
Slide through imma spin in the night
Fist out, brodie died by nine
Had to make a nigga
who are you
Who's your wife?
He pistol whipped me fuckin twice
Shawty came out with my .45 right
Shot this nigga once or thrice
I couldn't fuckin
shooters on dust
At the mess, spilt 94 PJ on the tux
Aston Martin parade this spraying
Lit his ass up like Vegas
Pistol whipped him with the Trey
Pound 'til
he just whipped the pole out
Unky in Kentucky for the Derby, beat the road down
I don't pop Xans, the Wock' got me slowed down
You know what they
he was there when I pistol whipped him
Said there he was there when I hit his spouse in the mouth and told the hoe "Bitch quit looking!"
Said there he
come
Bitch niggas don't even flinch cause if you do you get pistol whipped
I seen a nigga run for his life, from a fist fight
Same nigga lost
11:29, time to move out, ring the doorbells
Soon as he open the door, we whip the two's out
Everybody hit the floor, scooped up the drugs, pistol-whipped
They beat me like I stole somethin', pistol-whipped me like a stickup
Tied my hands behind my back, tied my feet to the bumper
Of a pickup, truck, now
jumping out of my bushes
and got me face down on the floor
Now I'm getting hit, kicked, and pistol whipped
and the only thing that I see was all this blood
to listen
He tied his brother up
He was in shock
He ain't believe it
Pistol whipped him once and shot him in the head to show he mean it
His father tried
whipped her with my pistol
Car jacked the muscular nigga, I had to beat him with a shotgun
Went to the club, seen some niggas throwing quarters
stop chilling at the store
Aye, stop chilling at the store
I heard you on your menstrual
I heard you got whipped by
A bitch like a pistol
I heard they
whip I'm in
Can't talk too much 'cus they listening
Boutta blow up nitro glycerin
He get too close, he get pistol whipped
Turn his eye color
mouth, a pistol whipped out just to shut you up
You hide behind a ski mask, mother fuckers thinking that they tough
I gotta couple mushrooms in my pocket
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