歌詞

Yeah, I touch down and cause hell Since 2014, I ain't been back to jail I represent The Clicc like a nigga from Vallejo These niggas throwing tricks tryna get me off my square I ain't angry, I ain't mad, I ain't hating on no nigga I got money, I got cars, I got land, I got bitches Yeah, fuck the bitches, I got business What's the city? South Central I know the other side watching, plotting I call my real estate agent when it's time to go shoppin' I brag different, swag different, bag different Z06 burnin' rubber on these mad niggas Big body, Maybach and that bitch two tone If it ain't thе latest body style, what is you doing? Uh yeah, push that wеight off me Bro that ain't a good look, get that hate off me Uh yeah, push that weight off me (get off me) I get straight down to business I don't play 'bout it Yeah uh, push that weight off me If you ain't on your shit, you can't hang 'round me Yeah uh, push that weight off me (get back) Squeeze fifty round clips like a spray bottle Push it, push it, push it, push it, push it, push it Push that weight off me Push it, push it, push it, push it, push it, push it Push that weight off me Tiny Rave in a widebody doin' donuts Rich cat got a bitch down, 'bout to hoe up Deuce Mac stickin' to the code, that's my loc'sta If Hard Rocc hit you on your chin then it's over They say, "G, is you a rider?" If I reply then I might get indicted Sittin' in the spot, 'bout to pull a all nighter I'm a young hot shot, you can't tell I'm on fire I got the game from the OG's, I love my big homies We don't make no statements, we run from the police Gotta keep it gangsta with the gangsters, that's on Gangsta I'm a gangsta, I'm from Gangsta's And I'm two milli' up, two blicky's tucked Shit finally crackin', I'm glad that I ain't give it up I said I'm two milli' up, two blicky's tucked Too many niggas with opinions, I don't give a fuck Uh yeah, push that wеight off me Bro that ain't a good look, get that hate off me Uh yeah, push that weight off me (get off me) I get straight down to business I don't play 'bout it Yeah uh, push that weight off me If you ain't on your shit, you can't hang 'round me Yeah uh, push that weight off me (get back) Squeeze fifty round clips like a spray bottle Push it, push it, push it, push it, push it, push it Push that weight off me Push it, push it, push it, push it, push it, push it Push that weight off me What's happening nigga what you got cracking? G what's the deal man this motherfucker clean 'cause you just got this? Yeah nigga just busy this motherfucker Man I heard you niggas pass 'cause what's up put a nigga on I got you bro hey err when that car right who is it you no who it is? I don't know who that is Eh, eh, get up out the street bro. Get on the other side I don't know who the fuck this is Aye, aye, aye, fuck innerprise click Innerprise click, bitch ass nigga!
Writer(s): Jeremy Issac Nash, Regis Dupri Bell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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