Lyrics

Look, you ain't never ever had no gun to tote Long as we got lungs, we gon' smoke Long as my nigga call, we on go Better not fall for no ho, yeah Whole lotta guns, ain't no roses Know my nigga share like DeRozen I can get you whacked and y'all know it We don't fuck with rats and y'all rodents We gon' get that pack and unload it You know I got them racks you can't fold it You know I walked in with it on me You know I can't pretend to be phony, no way, yeah I walked in feeling like OJ, yeah, I cut a bitch off like OJ, yeah I made a way when they told me it was no way, yeah I put my whole right hand on it, if I said it, I'ma stand on it, yeah I'm lil' but I'm big homie, yeah, I'm lil' but I'm big homie I put the guap on you and your homies, damn Cross me a block if I want 'em to, yeah Uh, this not your regular whip I'm not your regular pimp, I'm far from regular This not your regular whip, yeah I'm not your regular pimp, yeah That money got me with a limp That money make me walk with a limp, yeah, hey That money got me with a limp That money make me walk with a limp, yeah, yeah This not your regular clip, this not your regular clip, yeah Clip hold fifty in here, I got a whole fifty in here I got a whole fifty in here, yeah Shit make me walk with a limp, yeah Clip make me walk with a limp, yeah Shit make me walk with a limp, yeah They know that I'm fourth and-- Tell Glizzy we need an endorsement The twenty-three on me, important One in the four, they scorin' like Jordan The hooker just got an abortion Probably the reason she all in her feelings I ain't get jumped in the gang I jump niggas in, then mould them to killers We hold up the signal, they killing for kibbles Vehicle riddled for playing the middle Word to my mama, I stay with the sizzle They know my gangster official, official Brett did a nickel, he back on the bricks Now it's the Rollie to shackle the wrists Considered a felon for cracking them sticks Help my lil' sister with half on the rent Help my lil' brother, went half on a kid Made it from nothing, ain't asking for shit No fifty-fifty or half with a bitch My jewelry from Benny, don't ask me again A, M, and G on the back of the Benz After we park it, we backing it in That's how we live, is what it is Ready whenever shit get out of hand, yeah Uh, this not your regular whip I'm not your regular pimp, I'm far from regular This not your regular whip, yeah I'm not your regular pimp, yeah That money got me with a limp That money make me walk with a limp, yeah, hey That money got me with a limp That money make me walk with a limp, yeah, yeah This not your regular clip, this not your regular clip, yeah Clip hold fifty in here, I got a whole fifty in here I got a whole fifty in here, yeah Shit make me walk with a limp, yeah Clip make me walk with a limp, yeah Shit make me walk with a limp, yeah Yeah, clip hold fifty in here, I got a whole fifty in here Yeah, clip make me walk with a limp, yeah Shit make me walk with a limp, yeah
Writer(s): Rayshawn Bennett, Joshua Parker, Timothy Patterson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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