Ayy, yo, Louis, turn that shit up
Gang, gang, gang, gang
B.J. on double four, man, what the f*ck goin' on
Ski, go, yeah
Lil' boy better duck, yo, top my niggas comin' through switching shit
Where I'm from, it take the biggest face out or you, live with it
Killers all around you, diss the four and we come militant
Slidin' back-to-back all through the raq like we was living rich
Told him he a dumb-dumb, took his gin, cause he ain't usin' it
Pop a bubblegum, whoever run, I bet we dishing this
Niggas undercover, beat the ride, take him out this shit
Two-three, shoot like four-five in my hand, cause I ain't missin' this
Back up on my dissin' shit, cause I don't talk up on the net
Ridin' with this button on my lap, a nigga play, he stretched
Lil' bitch ate the clan, to get yo' lo', I'm waitin' on that text
She say she a fan, but her boyfriend don't like me like the rest
Fall, and get back up, cause I'm the one, niggas know I'm next
Loving green, but blue, uh catch my eye, bitch, I just love a check
Take him out this shit like I'm the reaper, kill him with my vect
Me and G-Sav, all in hots with fifties, rollin' woods with stacks
Sun up to the sundown, made the crowd shake when I'm catchin' hats
Bitch, uh get good brain, like she a tutor, but I want the sex
I can teach you somethin' that you don't know, like runnin' up a check
Stayin' to myself cause when I blow, it ain't no need to flex
A.R.P. up out the window, G-19, uh leavin' em flat
Skrrt, skrrt, that's a classic, want one another, better run this back
Boxin' niggas in with different gens, like ain't no gettin' back
Blood all on my hand for gettin' up and lettin' switch attack
Dog this bitch out through the four with a nigga, play his ass a pack
Runnin' through a roll like every day, these niggas don't got stacks
Pape over a hoe, I'll say the real, like I'm just speakin' facts
He gon' break the code and slime his mans like ain't no comin' back
Know a hoe who know a hoe, like move around, you not with me
Stay down till I'm up, bet niggas know I'm runnin' up these cheese
Late night in the Stryker, slow this bitch down, think I see a b
B it stand for boune ' out on that nigga, ain't no time to plead
G it stand for ghost, get on this bumper, blood all in the street
Trey told me to dog this bitch, so watch, I take 12 on the speed
Put your start all on the four, f*ck you mean, it's not a key
Swag my middle name, the way I step out, niggas say I'm flea
Lil' boy better duck, yo, top my niggas comin' through switching shit
Where I'm from, it take the biggest face out or you, live with it
Killers all around you, diss the four and we come militant
Slidin' back-to-back all through the raq like we was living rich
Told him he a dumb-dumb, took his gin, cause he ain't usin' it
Pop a bubblegum, whoever run, I bet we dishing this
Niggas undercover, beat the ride, take him out this shit
Two-three, shoot like four-five in my hand, cause I ain't missin' this
Game
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English
Ayy, yo, Louis, turn that shit up
Gang, gang, gang, gang
B.J. on double four, man, what the f*ck goin' on
Ski, go, yeah
Lil' boy better duck, yo, top my niggas comin' through switching shit
Where I'm from, it take the biggest face out or you, live with it
Killers all around you, diss the four and we come militant
Slidin' back-to-back all through the raq like we was living rich
Told him he a dumb-dumb, took his gin, cause he ain't usin' it
Pop a bubblegum, whoever run, I bet we dishing this
Niggas undercover, beat the ride, take him out this shit
Two-three, shoot like four-five in my hand, cause I ain't missin' this
Back up on my dissin' shit, cause I don't talk up on the net
Ridin' with this button on my lap, a nigga play, he stretched
Lil' bitch ate the clan, to get yo' lo', I'm waitin' on that text
She say she a fan, but her boyfriend don't like me like the rest
Fall, and get back up, cause I'm the one, niggas know I'm next
Loving green, but blue, uh catch my eye, bitch, I just love a check
Take him out this shit like I'm the reaper, kill him with my vect
Me and G-Sav, all in hots with fifties, rollin' woods with stacks
Sun up to the sundown, made the crowd shake when I'm catchin' hats
Bitch, uh get good brain, like she a tutor, but I want the sex
I can teach you somethin' that you don't know, like runnin' up a check
Stayin' to myself cause when I blow, it ain't no need to flex
A.R.P. up out the window, G-19, uh leavin' em flat
Skrrt, skrrt, that's a classic, want one another, better run this back
Boxin' niggas in with different gens, like ain't no gettin' back
Blood all on my hand for gettin' up and lettin' switch attack
Dog this bitch out through the four with a nigga, play his ass a pack
Runnin' through a roll like every day, these niggas don't got stacks
Pape over a hoe, I'll say the real, like I'm just speakin' facts
He gon' break the code and slime his mans like ain't no comin' back
Know a hoe who know a hoe, like move around, you not with me
Stay down till I'm up, bet niggas know I'm runnin' up these cheese
Late night in the Stryker, slow this bitch down, think I see a b
B it stand for boune ' out on that nigga, ain't no time to plead
G it stand for ghost, get on this bumper, blood all in the street
Trey told me to dog this bitch, so watch, I take 12 on the speed
Put your start all on the four, f*ck you mean, it's not a key
Swag my middle name, the way I step out, niggas say I'm flea
Lil' boy better duck, yo, top my niggas comin' through switching shit
Where I'm from, it take the biggest face out or you, live with it
Killers all around you, diss the four and we come militant
Slidin' back-to-back all through the raq like we was living rich
Told him he a dumb-dumb, took his gin, cause he ain't usin' it
Pop a bubblegum, whoever run, I bet we dishing this
Niggas undercover, beat the ride, take him out this shit
Two-three, shoot like four-five in my hand, cause I ain't missin' this
Game
Gang, gang, gang, gang
B.J. on double four, man, what the f*ck goin' on
Ski, go, yeah
Lil' boy better duck, yo, top my niggas comin' through switching shit
Where I'm from, it take the biggest face out or you, live with it
Killers all around you, diss the four and we come militant
Slidin' back-to-back all through the raq like we was living rich
Told him he a dumb-dumb, took his gin, cause he ain't usin' it
Pop a bubblegum, whoever run, I bet we dishing this
Niggas undercover, beat the ride, take him out this shit
Two-three, shoot like four-five in my hand, cause I ain't missin' this
Back up on my dissin' shit, cause I don't talk up on the net
Ridin' with this button on my lap, a nigga play, he stretched
Lil' bitch ate the clan, to get yo' lo', I'm waitin' on that text
She say she a fan, but her boyfriend don't like me like the rest
Fall, and get back up, cause I'm the one, niggas know I'm next
Loving green, but blue, uh catch my eye, bitch, I just love a check
Take him out this shit like I'm the reaper, kill him with my vect
Me and G-Sav, all in hots with fifties, rollin' woods with stacks
Sun up to the sundown, made the crowd shake when I'm catchin' hats
Bitch, uh get good brain, like she a tutor, but I want the sex
I can teach you somethin' that you don't know, like runnin' up a check
Stayin' to myself cause when I blow, it ain't no need to flex
A.R.P. up out the window, G-19, uh leavin' em flat
Skrrt, skrrt, that's a classic, want one another, better run this back
Boxin' niggas in with different gens, like ain't no gettin' back
Blood all on my hand for gettin' up and lettin' switch attack
Dog this bitch out through the four with a nigga, play his ass a pack
Runnin' through a roll like every day, these niggas don't got stacks
Pape over a hoe, I'll say the real, like I'm just speakin' facts
He gon' break the code and slime his mans like ain't no comin' back
Know a hoe who know a hoe, like move around, you not with me
Stay down till I'm up, bet niggas know I'm runnin' up these cheese
Late night in the Stryker, slow this bitch down, think I see a b
B it stand for boune ' out on that nigga, ain't no time to plead
G it stand for ghost, get on this bumper, blood all in the street
Trey told me to dog this bitch, so watch, I take 12 on the speed
Put your start all on the four, f*ck you mean, it's not a key
Swag my middle name, the way I step out, niggas say I'm flea
Lil' boy better duck, yo, top my niggas comin' through switching shit
Where I'm from, it take the biggest face out or you, live with it
Killers all around you, diss the four and we come militant
Slidin' back-to-back all through the raq like we was living rich
Told him he a dumb-dumb, took his gin, cause he ain't usin' it
Pop a bubblegum, whoever run, I bet we dishing this
Niggas undercover, beat the ride, take him out this shit
Two-three, shoot like four-five in my hand, cause I ain't missin' this
Game
Writer: Jeremiah Hudson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid