Lyrics

Von, Von, Von (that hard, BMC) Young nigga, 26, never had a job (huh?) They never gave a nigga shit, so I had to rob I was walkin' niggas down, they ain't have a car (yeah) Too fast, I get on your ass, you ain't gettin' far Too sad, he was talkin' bad, now he in the star (boom) Who's that? We don't give a fuck, he ain't one of ours Switch the car, hit 'em hard (whoa), cold, play it smart While you out, you would stop, hit the gas, livin' large (uh) Damn, you know we ain't squashin' no beef (no beef) My dawg got dumped in the middle of the road We leavin' this shit in the streets (boom, boom) Got some shorties outside, they lurkin' for me, uh (huh?) They ain't lurkin' for free (yeah) We got some shorties outside, and they won't go to sleep, huh? What? 'Cause this how they eat But lately, I been tryna be cool (cool) 'Cause I know the kids, they watch what I do (damn) And I know the feds, they watchin' me too (huh?) But niggas ain't stoppin' me, I'm sendin' this bitch to the moon We shoot them boys fast, say, "Give 'em a broom", damn This one for Patoon (boom) And if you ain't see his ass, you'll see him at noon, uh-huh (what?) Put him on the news (boom, boom) This how it go (you know how it go) Better keep your pole (better keep your pole) Better not move slower (not move slower) Boys on a roll (them boys on a) Them boys tried to score (them boys tried to score) Boys ain't gon' go (boys ain't gon' go) That boy ain't no ho (that boy ain't no ho) I'm lettin' you know, I'm lettin' you know Damn, you know we ain't squashin' no beef (no beef) My dawg got dumped in the middle of the road We leavin' this shit in the streets (boom, boom) Got some shorties outside, they lurkin' for me, uh (huh?) They ain't lurkin' for free (yeah) We got some shorties outside, and they won't go to sleep, huh? What? 'Cause this how they eat
Writer(s): Kleonard Raphael, Dayvon Bennett, Aston G. Taylor, Nathaniel Simon, Brand Gardner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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