Lyrics

I'm with da million dollar crew My guns and my bitches stuntin too I'm a gangsta fo life Be a killa still payin I buss my guns fo life I buss my guns fo life I buss my guns fo life I buss my guns fo life Glock 4-5 on the waistline, you can make a move when you want to Can't gun in my park, in this city homeboy cus a nigga don't know you Keep thinkin I'm playin, he thinkin I'm playin, they thinkin I'm playin Tryin to set a new set, a whole lot of people been poppin up dead Rule number one, we don't do the police, never talk to the feds We ain't gully ridin in a Benz, 2 G's with they hair full of dreads Watch them niggas, I don't like them niggas, I don't trust them niggas Got on all my jewelry, in the hood playboy, what the fuck wrong wit him? On my mama I don't really get sleep cus a young nigga paranoid Extendo clips on a gun, motherfucker never travel on steroids Half a million dollars' worth of whips, young nigga I can show you how to motivate Ever fucked a bad bitch on a bed full of hunnits? I can show you how to meditate Doin bout 100 on the highway, I don't give a fuck about the po-po I don't sell dope but I know a chico who did it for the lolo Police aksin me questions, thinkin I'mma talk, that's a nono He a never know I got 4, 5 bricks, all stashed in the 4 do I'm feelin myself getting money every day like a young nigga pposed to Can't walk in my shoes, take a look in my eyes, you don't know what I've been through And free my niggas in the state peniten, every day that's on lockdown Never gon catch me slip cus you know I'm best friends with the tre pound Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang man you'd think Chief Keef in this motherfucker And every homeboy around me, man you know I love that nigga like a blood brother Diff you bitch, down to the gully Got love in the hood, respect my nigga, can't take that from me
Writer(s): Antoine Mccolister, David Brooks, Shamann Cooke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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