This motherf**kin' d'usse got me sweatin' and s**t
Word to god
Hov f**k with ya boy
Okay n***a I got 'em point 'em out and I got 'em
Let 'em get a lil buzz then we robbin' for pollen
We ain't killin' no minors you n***as still in the minors
And your b***h we gonna blind her can't pick us out of the lineup
I swear lord knows I'ma murk one of these n***as
Shoot you in your earth and get earthworms on me n***a
I been did my time I'm getting better with time
But real n***as don't whine we'll burn down your vineyard
I been ballin' since cornrows still duckin' the narcos
My little n***as in war mode you spark it up we charcoal
Got a bad b***h with long hair that have bad days when the mall closed
I'm a big dog big doghouse make ashtrays out of dog bowls yeah
Blessins on top of sins restin' with topless twins
Picture me broke but forgot to take the top off the lens
In the restaurant I'm with slim wrestlin' with lobster limbs
Talkin' about some m's it's soundin' like gospel hymns
Yes lord
We on that d'usse me and my n***a euro
Tina turn up in this b***h
We got lauren in this b***h
Serena pink in this b***h better known as pinky
Steph in this b***h
Yah dig
What's up brandon
Lego
Hollygrove n***a rest in peace lil kevin
Rest in peace lil beezy rest in peace big sausage
The world is mine I am selfish
I am a shark f**k them shellfish
Everybody in the building well I left that b***h like elvis
N***a please
Pops treated mom like billie jean
Like hot sauce I put it on everything
I'ma give that f**kin' woman everything everything
Here we go b***h I'm cool coolio
She say tune do me slow
How many fish did hootie blow
I don't know f**k who knows
I got a redbone with two golds
And she snort too much of that michael jackson
That b***h gon' need a new nose
I ain't got time for you h*es
S**t I only have two goals
And that is get money get money
Now I'm ridin' 'round the city with the top off the maybach
Lookin for a motherf**kin' spot we can skate at
Elvis left the building and I take these h*es to graceland
And I got more bounce to the 28 grams
I ain't stuntin' these n***as
Eyes look chinese wayne chung to these n***as
Wayne chung b***h
More than one b***h
This for my n***as we shall overcome b***h
From new orleans n***as dyin' over dumb s**t
You know we give the pastor hell make the nun strip
Yeah I might have them bricks call me brick cannon
Nina on my lap what you want from santa
I might get money f**k b***hes
Kill n***as and smoke w**d
I'm married to this real s**t
And I'm a wife beater no sleeves
Do it for my hood
That 44 ain't no good
You better bring that chopper
Cause we gon' have them choppers
Yeah I do it for my hood
That 45 ain't no good
You better bring the chopper
Cause we gon' have them choppers n***a
We gon' have them choppers
We gon' have them choppers
You better bring the chopper
Cause we gon' have them choppers yeah
We gon' have them choppers
We gon' have them choppers
You better bring the chopper
Cause we gon' have them choppers n***a
Mula
My n***a hood in this b***h
Still on that d'usse
Shout out my n***a lil twist my lil brother
He just passed out in the club the other night off that d'usse
Threw up on the owner
Owner talkin' about he wanted his money back
He wanted half of the money back
Twist took all the money and left
That's some young money s**t
Soo woo to the b gang
Rest in peace cedar frogg
