Lyrics:
a sinner
Underground so warn the devil
All I am is a hellion, raisin' hell
Rockin' medallions
In 90's models cars that are
Holdin' some hellacious engines
when you see us pull them things out
Watch for the hood, 'cause I'm famous
Nigga, big 4s, I'm bangin'
Once I fuck once, don't claim her
Play crazy,
I'm bustin' out luxury cars, still got the hoes on the run
I'm hearin' plenty of words, but ain't no actions to boot
We can do some straight war for
I've got some big news
The bank finally came through
And I'm holdin' the keys to a brand new Chevrolet
Have you been outside it sure is a nice
got struck in the game
Po-po's got me face down on the bed by a big bag of 'caine
And I'm thinkin in my head 'I just left Y.A.'
Now on my way
Chops burn the house down, we build it from the ground under
Run through your town, catch pounds and bounce like flubber
Hotter than a Stevie
In jail, niggas holdin' a sink screamin'
Police, but you got no peace
Yo, was that you big man, and a lot mo' grease
All I gets is pounds, you
But I could throw on that Dior
Give me more than he needs
[ Verse 2: Lil Prada Clip]
Look
Im with the woos and you know we commin
Pull out the blicky
watch
And that plot is contagious
Talkin' WikiLeaks scams, dialogue
And Ed Snowden they want him dead for the
Lies that his head holdin'
And by lies i
it kind of took me by surprise
First time I seen your pumpkin head, it kind of took me by surprise
I swear I wasn't staring, mama. It's just my eyes
no jokin son
Jasmine holdin the smokin gun
By the time I realized I caught two in the chest had the vest
As I fell I'm not thinkin of death
Still
Black fathers under attack, plus underappreciated
Underserved, underrepresented and we’re underrated
Under a rock and a hard place holdin’ it up with God
from mobile, alabama."
Oh yeah, you came to smoke some blunt?
"yessir, we came to smoke some blunts wit you baby."
Smoke, smoke fest time
[big boi]
look, now she notice
(Now she notice)
But I can't fold on my partners
Not on foenem (No, no, not on foenem)
Big body, yeah, we built for the rain
(T-Dre)
I'm just coastin' drop the top and roll straight S.M.V.C.C. 805 it's the ghost stay ain't no place that I'd rather be then the B.I.G B.A.D
with baby oil
We all loyal with big gats, connect like seeds and soil bean with soil
Where all my nigga now wigs at? jim hat, where shorty at with no
doing it like I do it
[Verse 1: Big Syke]
From the first day of birth it was like we was cursed,
For our destiny to ride away in a hearse
Unseen
doing it like I do it
[Verse 1: Big Syke]
From the first day of birth it was like we was cursed,
For our destiny to ride away in a hearse
Unseen
up by the baseline
Imma say yeah
I’m on cloud nine
All my demons drive me out my damn mind
Sometimes we be talkin’ at the same time
Imma beat Em
Hold on
Hold on
Nigga
Nigga wanna try me like he crazy
Nigga you crazy
You ain’t no ready
Jumpin out the coupe n I’m armed n ready
A big booty bitch
we split it up
Tryna hold alot of weight gotta get it up
Tryna make it where the bank aint big enough
Sellin' juice four and a baby like a sippy cup
so forrealla realla
I turn you into my Cinderella
Enter yo storm with this umbrella
She won't depend on nan fella
I ain't yo man, nah we ain't together
don’t stop you go be dead by
I dont remember shit guess I was that high
Bro said it’s a problem time to let fly
Good thing we ain catch them niggas
That
Cause you in
Danger!
When she become a mad woman
Look man, I participate
Big bands, like we at parades
I jam like cars is in the way
I am farthest from
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