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X on the beats Ay 2-2z Don Corleon, bitch I'm a boss My young niggas working, they getting 'em off We only take trips, we ain't taking no loss Man, free all my niggas and vatos in jail They ain't got no bond, no they woulda made bail And so many tried it but so many failed H2GMB, we move like the cartel Ay, ay Just counted up 33,000 by my lonely I made a new plate, I got tired of baloney If they take me out, I'ma go out like Tony Ain't no sun in the sky, it wasn't nothing but storming Ain't making no post we gon' hit with no warning Been working all night, I might sleep in the morning I didn't mean to call you, bitch I was just horny I'm allergic to shrimp but my brother eat platters My momma trapped harder than all of these rappers I got to the top then I kicked down the ladder We get to these bucks, make these bitch niggas hate us I'm working on building a crib in Jamaica I beat the pack up like I'm Brian Ortega My unc' in the hole, he got caught with a razor We ain't get shit for Christmas, that shit made me mad I wanted to stay up and whup Santa's ass Now my lil' ones can get what I never did have I don't know why they acting like that on the camera I feel like I'm Yeezy, I don't got the answers 2z the cocker, I'll go get him a Pamper 2z Don Corleon, bitch I'm a boss My young niggas working, they getting 'em off We only take trips, we ain't taking no loss Free all my niggas and vatos in jail They ain't got no bond, no they woulda made bail And so many tried it but so many failed H2GMB, we move like the cartel Ay, ay
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Joseph Thomas Boyden, Xavier Montel Ii Kaiser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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