Lyrics

I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride I'm grippin' on my .45, keep it by my side You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride I'm grippin' on my .45, keep it by my side You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice I'm comin', late-night creepin', finger on the trigger, never sleepin' No sucker, cop ducker, go 'head, bitch, give me reason To break yo' ass off with the .45 I'm squeezin' Gurpin' on this skunk that my partner grew up last season Ho-ok a left, and now you see me rollin' through the boulevard Shakin' hands and kissin' babies, Rami' been the ghetto star Say, young player, let me tell you 'bout them days Where we never had shit, but now a nigga get paid, huh Pullin' up in somethin' clean, fresher than Listerine I pop my collar 'cause stackin' money, man, ain't no thing Shake junt hoes, send the money through the Western Union 30 thousand dollars from a duffel bag I sent to Houston I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride I'm grippin' on my .45, keep it by my side You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride I'm grippin' on my .45, keep it by my side You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice Catch the nine-six rollin', laid back, smokin' Rainbow in my double cup, sippin' up on the potion Fuck all of the playa hatin', keep all that commotion Me and my partners about the dollars, never been about no ho shit FTP across my chest, bangin' 'til the day I rest When they lay me in my coffin, light one from that buddha cess I'm dippin' low on a hundred golden spokes Live, comin' out the gutter just to let you busters know It ain't no thing but a chicken wing Draco bustin' out the frame, somethin' you can't tame You better duck up out the way when them guns go bang I'll leave you suckers bloody red, soakin' in the rain I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride I'm grippin' on my .45, keep it by my side You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride I'm grippin' on my .45, keep it by my side You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride I'm grippin' on my .45, keep it by my side You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride I'm grippin' on my .45, keep it by my side You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice (deadly vice) Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
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