Lyrics

Looking at the track and yeah the pack touchdown I'm about to bust it up and I'm about to break it down My plug up in Chinatown says he good with the Brown You niggas say you street but don't ever be around Looking at my Rollie it's about that time I got to kill this nigga cause he drop that dime You niggas know what's happening I'ma take what's mine You bitches know the business better stay in line I keep the strap on my hip that shit looks like a pager I am talking about a gun so Big that i can kill an Avenger Bullets to erase your face you gonna remain a stranger Everytime i pass by Mystical screaming Danger Who would of knew That i got the white Cheaper than a jew Color blind But i see the green And i see the blue Stick up kid ama stick up like glue Shoutout Sniper Gang cause i am a Jackboy 2 Dont tell me stories about no money Cause to me that shit is boring I am a hustler my phone keeps ringing While i am recording Ama player in the game and my niggas always scoring Am the enegizer bunny bitch i got to keep on going How u duck the feds When them niggas cought El Chapo How is it that you a Hustler But living like a Capo How you pistol wip a nigga Till his face looks like a taco Am like winning if you play with me That shit like the Lotto Looking at the track and yeah the pack touchdown I'm about to bust it up and I'm about to break it down My plug up in Chinatown says he good with the Brown You niggas say you street but don't ever be around Looking at my Rollie it's about that time I got to kill this nigga cause he drop that dime You niggas know what's happening I'ma take what's mine You bitches know the business better stay in line Keep it in the streets don't put them people in our business You niggas say you gangsters but you motherfucking bitches I'll be drinking lean they say it's bad for my kidney Got Forgiatos on the foreign and the tire skinny I'm from the murder City got a Choppa shooting 50 I'm on mind my fucking business I don't give a fuck who did it Yeah nigga got his body Twisted cuz he was a witness I hear No Evil See No Evil Speak No Evil bitches Yeah I'm living different I don't fuck with nothing flaw My Banger strap with me when I'm riding in my car I'm pulling up I play War I send some shots at you niggas Bitch I'm OG Boobie Black I send you to the Grave Digger Real nigga bitch I'm stamped I got killas in my camp When I hit the fucking club I'll be lit up like a lamp Bitch I'm stacking up my money I ain't trickin to the tramps Yeah I'm winning in the game I'm the motherfuking champ Looking at the track and yeah the pack touchdown I'm about to bust it up and I'm about to break it down My plug up in Chinatown says he good with the Brown You niggas say you street but don't ever be around Looking at my Rollie it's about that time I got to kill this nigga cause he drop that dime You niggas know what's happening I'ma take what's mine You bitches know the business better stay in line
Writer(s): Johnny Rodriguez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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