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Tonkin (feat. Don P) Video (MV)




Performed By: L. Hill
Length: 3:51
Written by: LANDRICK ADRAIN ABNEY




L. Hill - Tonkin (feat. Don P) Lyrics




Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin

Flip a nickel to a quarter tryin to make a way
Drug bust goin down yo may day
Hang with more nuts than a pay day
Hold that pistol side ways like Ray Ray
Never ask I just go get it
Feelin froggy I a test your ribbit
Spendin drug money up in Hibbets
Straight drop make dope fiends fidget
On that highway that's right risk life
Pushin eighty touchdown like Jerry Rice
More known in the hood than Scary Spice
Cashier said my homeboy ain't very nice
Attitude more shitty than your baby
Two clips for that chrome three eighty
Small as hell but go hard like Haiti
Tossed the strap when the police chased me
Eddie Kane with the caine I'm the lead man
I'm the talk of the town f*ck C-Span
In the dope spot drinkin with the weed man
You ain't never seen a pound in a bean can
Pitchin in the trail watch a hustla make a play
Dope boy talk we can do this all day
No cartoons we ain't watchin He-Man
I don't kiss ass I get what I need man
Cops ask why I got all this bread on me
I say Andrew Jackson that's my dead homey
Sewed the game up and didn't use thread homey
Late night shootings wake you out of bed homey
Sellin rocks on the block like it's not a crime
Hit the pussy afterwards don't pay no mind
Felons pay the price misdemeanors pay the fine
Been doin dus you late better catch my time

Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin

Tunnel vision on the real I don't see dudes
On the the real I don't feel like I need dudes
Came up raw yeah yeah me too
I ain't stoppin me and mine gotta eat too
Wit my day ones day two see through
Break rules since school we don't see rules
Dope in the car baby just be cool
Wit a glock nine tearin up some seafood
Dumb dudes don't move how we move
Block hot we use to it man be cool
Salivating for this money man see drool
Try to take somethin from me man see tool
Cross that line I'm gon hit you with that false start
Keep it frank I'm gon knock it out the ballpark
Hit more grass than a f*ckin golf cart
Pullin all nighters just like a Wal-Mart
I've been gettin money since they had small faces
Every felon that I'm wit got tall cases
Hollered at my man so we could touch basis
We on another run lace up your shoe laces
Hit the ground runnin hustlin with a passion
Sex drugs violence keep things crackin
Money split friends up like a fraction
I'm from a time and place where a lot happened
Raised up off of salmons and grits
You wasn't there when the blunt got hit
You wasn't there when the shit got thick
You wasn't there when the lick got hit
Thirty-six on the strip nigga no whip
Geekers smoke so much they got no lip
Carried guns so much I got no hip
Dope run for the yayo don't trip

Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
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Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin

Flip a nickel to a quarter tryin to make a way
Drug bust goin down yo may day
Hang with more nuts than a pay day
Hold that pistol side ways like Ray Ray
Never ask I just go get it
Feelin froggy I a test your ribbit
Spendin drug money up in Hibbets
Straight drop make dope fiends fidget
On that highway that's right risk life
Pushin eighty touchdown like Jerry Rice
More known in the hood than Scary Spice
Cashier said my homeboy ain't very nice
Attitude more shitty than your baby
Two clips for that chrome three eighty
Small as hell but go hard like Haiti
Tossed the strap when the police chased me
Eddie Kane with the caine I'm the lead man
I'm the talk of the town f*ck C-Span
In the dope spot drinkin with the weed man
You ain't never seen a pound in a bean can
Pitchin in the trail watch a hustla make a play
Dope boy talk we can do this all day
No cartoons we ain't watchin He-Man
I don't kiss ass I get what I need man
Cops ask why I got all this bread on me
I say Andrew Jackson that's my dead homey
Sewed the game up and didn't use thread homey
Late night shootings wake you out of bed homey
Sellin rocks on the block like it's not a crime
Hit the pussy afterwards don't pay no mind
Felons pay the price misdemeanors pay the fine
Been doin dus you late better catch my time

Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin

Tunnel vision on the real I don't see dudes
On the the real I don't feel like I need dudes
Came up raw yeah yeah me too
I ain't stoppin me and mine gotta eat too
Wit my day ones day two see through
Break rules since school we don't see rules
Dope in the car baby just be cool
Wit a glock nine tearin up some seafood
Dumb dudes don't move how we move
Block hot we use to it man be cool
Salivating for this money man see drool
Try to take somethin from me man see tool
Cross that line I'm gon hit you with that false start
Keep it frank I'm gon knock it out the ballpark
Hit more grass than a f*ckin golf cart
Pullin all nighters just like a Wal-Mart
I've been gettin money since they had small faces
Every felon that I'm wit got tall cases
Hollered at my man so we could touch basis
We on another run lace up your shoe laces
Hit the ground runnin hustlin with a passion
Sex drugs violence keep things crackin
Money split friends up like a fraction
I'm from a time and place where a lot happened
Raised up off of salmons and grits
You wasn't there when the blunt got hit
You wasn't there when the shit got thick
You wasn't there when the lick got hit
Thirty-six on the strip nigga no whip
Geekers smoke so much they got no lip
Carried guns so much I got no hip
Dope run for the yayo don't trip

Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
Never ask on the real had to get it pumpin
Bet my life in traffic tryin to flip somethin
Bet the house on the have-nots and got it jumpin
Play the hand with my mans then got it tonkin
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Writer: LANDRICK ADRAIN ABNEY
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