Songteksten

Yeah Yeah Damn e this a classic East side nigga Seven mile nigga Fuck a squad shit nigga that gang shit that 48205 shit nigga H-town red zone 48205 the long way nigga Gang squad SB till the world blow Free ball nigga Ay Cash fuck these niggas Rest in peace T-Boz nigga rest in peace Sleaze nigga Killa let me hit that weed Ay Five hundred dollars for a motherfuckin' hoodie Yo' man's in the club by his self I smell pussy Gang in this bitch nigga all you smell is cookie Them percs got a nigga on the edge so don't push me Cappin' ass niggas must don't know who they dealin' with Stump her nigga right in front of her mind yo' business bitch Michael Myers of the rap game I been killin' shit You can go and buy a thousand guns and you still a bitch Turn some cheese down fuck your party I ain't feelin' it Let her shoot the bag if she run off imma kill the bitch Is you niggas really paying homage or you stealing shit Toonman with this motherfucker I be drillin' shit We ain't gotta hit no more licks bitch I'm straight You gon' do what when you see me I can't wait Niggas sippin drink tryin' to be sweet but I'm addicted to it You could have Jesus on your tape I won't listen to it All that dick riding you should let the bitches do it Barely seen me with the fam I been gettin' to it The old me dead and gone somewhere in the sewage Everybody talkin' bout it but who really do it Everybody talkin' bout it but who really do it Everybody talkin' bout it but who really do it Lemme get it back I Pulled up to Eastland just to grab a 'fit Seen my old hoe she was all on my dick Up in fort man blow whippin' out that shit Beats go for five but it's worth about a brick Them bodies that you say you droppin' don't even exist Playin' with the shit gon' fuck around and get me rich I hit his favorite hoe so I know that nigga pissed Climbin' up the pole slid down and did the splits I ordered five bottles no sparklers on my shit And half of these niggas tellin' lies switchin' sides Can't walk in my bally's little nigga these ain't your size Everybody talkin' bout it but who really do it Everybody talkin' bout it but who really do it
Writer(s): Anthony Leroy Martin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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