歌詞

Five percent tint on 'em whips (whips) 30 some shots in 'em clips (clips) All my niggas gangster but you know that we throwin' up crips (crips) She slob and she suck on the tip Left a lil' cum on her lip (yeah) Left her with the gang 'cause I know that she go for the flip Disrespect we knock ya off In the club bitch we pop it off (ba) Real nigga since day one I move they carpet out Need some sauce to top it off hoes and niggas be droppin' sauce But that boy been a bitch back in the day made him drop it off I'm the one they talk about (that me) who wants the smoke none to talk about (yeah) Shoot up in ya car house, make lay outside yo' mami house (brr) Slide until the sun come out, catch a opp let a hunnid out Crime scene, yellow tape, police broke them lil' numbers out (man down) Keep a drum then make the band draco chop like a ceiling fan (woo) Any nigga want it best believe that he can get it man Keep a drum then make the band draco chop like a ceiling fan (huh, for real?) Any nigga want it best believe that he can get it man (yeah) Don't shake no hand I shake the spot (spot) Get the drop then we wear some black Call the boss, I speed the knots got away had to feed the block (skrr) Don't play, see bitch, I keep it cop stop shooting when all yo' people drop Walk 'em down with the draco do what we call the dirty chop Ain't talkin perc them 30 pop convert the way we drop this top Don't ask am I gon' pop the Glock? Just say if you want smoke or not Draco blow I choked him out, in a rental I'm hanging out Five percent, this bitch for the weekend, just to walk 'em down (Five percent, this bitch for the weekend, just to walk 'em down)
Writer(s): Daniel Hoffknecht, Gary Marlowe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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