Lyrics

Rollin' through LA, me and G (IsThatTrey) Back-to-back backs Gentry got the 7 Series, Link's in the Benz Sprinter These words I talk, the finest of quality motivational speaking You know what it's like? German engineering (Gangsta Grizzillz, Perico) Uh, me and my n Drive through the city in German engineering (Vroom) Gettin' fresh with some guns on the dresser (Frrah, frrah) This Glock 40, it go with whatever (It's the Clicc) Yeah, uh, me and my n Slide through the city in German engineering (Skrrt) Gettin' fresh with some guns on the dresser (Frrah) This Glock 40, it go with whatever Fuck it up, ayy, fuck it up, ayy Fuck it up, ayy, fuck it up, ayy (What's happenin', though?) Fuck it up, ayy, fuck it up, ayy (It's G) Fuck it up, ayy, fuck it up, ayy (Innerprize) G, never met a crazy motherfucker like me Got the team all in order, now it's really time to eat Dead weight off my back, now I'm back on my feet Cock it back, hit the switch Then I turn on the beam (turn on the beam) I don't wanna be friends 'cause these n fake Please don't call me twin if you know we ain't I smell bullshit, all these motherfuckers stink Just got a quarter-M wired straight to the bank This shit for the streets, it's the street gospel I give the streets hope, I'm a street prophet We was havin' shootouts in the hood When it's done, I looked over at Pooh, "Is you good?" He said, "G, you bleedin'," I said, "I know, I cut my hand on the glass" Hit the gas, let's go (let's go), gettin' back to the dough Gotta get money every day (every day) 'Cause it's so expensive to live in LA We was settin' up shop where they had Section 8 Rock-for-rock, ten K in one day (Ching, ching) Big time, wish I never did time 'Cause I'd be up fifty million by now (It's the Clicc) Uh, me and my n Drive through the city in German engineering (Vroom) Gettin' fresh with some guns on the dresser (Frrah, frrah) This Glock 40, it go with whatever (It's the Clicc) Yeah, uh, me and my n Slide through the city in German engineering (Skrrt) Gettin' fresh with some guns on the dresser (Frrah) This Glock 40, it go with whatever Uh, shoutout the kill boys Goin' dummy in the streets, I see you boys (Skrrt) High speed up the block goin' zoom Escape from the chase, n just made the news (FOX 11) Me and West, west coast, down south Can't forget the East, young n goin' wild (Young n) Can't forget the money 'cause that's what it's all about In the streets hittin' licks Crackin' safes, cashin' out (Ching, ching) Uh, me and my n Drive through the city in German engineering (Vroom) Gettin' fresh with some guns on the dresser (Frrah, frrah) This Glock 40, it go with whatever (It's the Clicc) Yeah, uh, me and my n Slide through the city in German engineering (Skrrt) Gettin' fresh with some guns on the dresser (Frrah) This Glock 40, it go with whatever Fuck it up, ayy, fuck it up, ayy Fuck it up, ayy, fuck it up, ayy (What's happenin', though?) Fuck it up, ayy, fuck it up, ayy (It's G) Fuck it up, ayy, fuck it up, ayy (Innerprize) (Gangsta Grizzillz) Oh, yeah, we back outside With a fleet of them things You see us
Writer(s): Jeremy Issac Nash, Vontrey Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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