Niggas steady f*cking around like that huh?
Time and time again I kept it 100-I'm standing on bidness/knock a nigga out his shoes-ain't shit coo bout being a witness/aye/
Too deep in this shit-live that- fn got no kickback/pull up hop out where you live at-lul bitch u know Ill blic that/
Uh uh/
Knock a nigga down-I ain't gone repeat that/
Fffff-fffff
When you hear that sound-know we came to sweep that/yea
Rock a nigga off his shit -over that small money/above the rim/you can say I'm pac how they tried to take it all from me/
I ain't one of them/
Spin 100 blocks send a 100 shots-nigga I am really one of them/
Better call a doc not a poppa doc-ain't no cheddar bobs round him/
Real murderers around him
Bitches selling pussy round him
Real gang members round him/
Yea!!
50 bows we done turnt up a lot-catching plays I ain't letting em out/
They start talking bad-then We changing the route/
Niggas mad they been chasing the clout/
Bitch I'm a thug slime-yea/
No showing love slime-yea
Still f*ck one time-yea!!/
This shit crunch time-yea/
I gotta get it and go tell them meet me at the store-gotta run up the score/
Niggas he doing too much-niggas be broke than a bitch and don't know where to go/
Ima run off on the plug and I ain't showing no love-man it is what it was/pop out like jack in the box-playing wit all of his money inside of these clubs/
Bitch I'm a 8 block legend-1 tre 9 repping
Big dawg in my section-ain't no room for core-lection/I say slick talk then we bless him-let the streets oppress him/
Hit the strip that bitch too thick he slipped that hoe finessed him/
How you call yo self come checking me-u can't check a bag/
Turn you goofies to a shopping spree-come through popping tags/
Hit dat switch-we dropped his ass-
Now we rollem up/stuffed his ass inside this wood-puff puff pass him up/
We up the score-no tit for tat-ain't no lapping us/big shit like the military-ain't no crashing us/you betta use yo common sense-cuz I'm using mine/
I'm stitchy like I had rip-low key im columbine/told the plug I need bout 50-but he can take his time/you rap niggas yeein ain't f*cking wit me-I'm on different time/2-4k over VVS-just a different shine/be cautious when approaching me-I might just blow yo mind...
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Niggas steady f*cking around like that huh?
Time and time again I kept it 100-I'm standing on bidness/knock a nigga out his shoes-ain't shit coo bout being a witness/aye/
Too deep in this shit-live that- fn got no kickback/pull up hop out where you live at-lul bitch u know Ill blic that/
Uh uh/
Knock a nigga down-I ain't gone repeat that/
Fffff-fffff
When you hear that sound-know we came to sweep that/yea
Rock a nigga off his shit -over that small money/above the rim/you can say I'm pac how they tried to take it all from me/
I ain't one of them/
Spin 100 blocks send a 100 shots-nigga I am really one of them/
Better call a doc not a poppa doc-ain't no cheddar bobs round him/
Real murderers around him
Bitches selling pussy round him
Real gang members round him/
Yea!!
50 bows we done turnt up a lot-catching plays I ain't letting em out/
They start talking bad-then We changing the route/
Niggas mad they been chasing the clout/
Bitch I'm a thug slime-yea/
No showing love slime-yea
Still f*ck one time-yea!!/
This shit crunch time-yea/
I gotta get it and go tell them meet me at the store-gotta run up the score/
Niggas he doing too much-niggas be broke than a bitch and don't know where to go/
Ima run off on the plug and I ain't showing no love-man it is what it was/pop out like jack in the box-playing wit all of his money inside of these clubs/
Bitch I'm a 8 block legend-1 tre 9 repping
Big dawg in my section-ain't no room for core-lection/I say slick talk then we bless him-let the streets oppress him/
Hit the strip that bitch too thick he slipped that hoe finessed him/
How you call yo self come checking me-u can't check a bag/
Turn you goofies to a shopping spree-come through popping tags/
Hit dat switch-we dropped his ass-
Now we rollem up/stuffed his ass inside this wood-puff puff pass him up/
We up the score-no tit for tat-ain't no lapping us/big shit like the military-ain't no crashing us/you betta use yo common sense-cuz I'm using mine/
I'm stitchy like I had rip-low key im columbine/told the plug I need bout 50-but he can take his time/you rap niggas yeein ain't f*cking wit me-I'm on different time/2-4k over VVS-just a different shine/be cautious when approaching me-I might just blow yo mind...
Time and time again I kept it 100-I'm standing on bidness/knock a nigga out his shoes-ain't shit coo bout being a witness/aye/
Too deep in this shit-live that- fn got no kickback/pull up hop out where you live at-lul bitch u know Ill blic that/
Uh uh/
Knock a nigga down-I ain't gone repeat that/
Fffff-fffff
When you hear that sound-know we came to sweep that/yea
Rock a nigga off his shit -over that small money/above the rim/you can say I'm pac how they tried to take it all from me/
I ain't one of them/
Spin 100 blocks send a 100 shots-nigga I am really one of them/
Better call a doc not a poppa doc-ain't no cheddar bobs round him/
Real murderers around him
Bitches selling pussy round him
Real gang members round him/
Yea!!
50 bows we done turnt up a lot-catching plays I ain't letting em out/
They start talking bad-then We changing the route/
Niggas mad they been chasing the clout/
Bitch I'm a thug slime-yea/
No showing love slime-yea
Still f*ck one time-yea!!/
This shit crunch time-yea/
I gotta get it and go tell them meet me at the store-gotta run up the score/
Niggas he doing too much-niggas be broke than a bitch and don't know where to go/
Ima run off on the plug and I ain't showing no love-man it is what it was/pop out like jack in the box-playing wit all of his money inside of these clubs/
Bitch I'm a 8 block legend-1 tre 9 repping
Big dawg in my section-ain't no room for core-lection/I say slick talk then we bless him-let the streets oppress him/
Hit the strip that bitch too thick he slipped that hoe finessed him/
How you call yo self come checking me-u can't check a bag/
Turn you goofies to a shopping spree-come through popping tags/
Hit dat switch-we dropped his ass-
Now we rollem up/stuffed his ass inside this wood-puff puff pass him up/
We up the score-no tit for tat-ain't no lapping us/big shit like the military-ain't no crashing us/you betta use yo common sense-cuz I'm using mine/
I'm stitchy like I had rip-low key im columbine/told the plug I need bout 50-but he can take his time/you rap niggas yeein ain't f*cking wit me-I'm on different time/2-4k over VVS-just a different shine/be cautious when approaching me-I might just blow yo mind...
Writer: Allen Brown
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