Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, woo
1 900 who want it, I deliver
1 900 who want it
I deliver
If you spending big
Bring the product to ya front door
I got people waiting, so
You need to get this pronto
If you spending small
You can meet me by the citco
If you don't have the
Cliental
Don't ask me what it hit foe
All black attire
When we going to pull a kick door
Yo bitch suck dick
For her fits
Real sicko
Getting big bank rolls
In the cold
Body shivers
First brought dope
Sold to us by a
Shivers
Frog like tobb
O' Dell brought the slab
Hopped back in the car
Split it up
Gave me half
O' Dell got
Killed by a childhood friend
Dequan did time
But it came and it went
Life want be the same
Caught a body
That easy
Heard he back in the chain gang
Shooting out wit Keevy
Young boy took a liking
To them guns
Now he rob
Heard he robbed the same nigga three times
Wit his rod
Mod got killed by a childhood friend
Rio got off
Cause he pled self defense
Ken Foster got pinched
A few real ones got benched
Straight drop
Went, niggas start selling whip
Dope boy dreams
Cash out on four bricks
Sell it all get rich
And Jazz f*cked
The whole click
Bitch
Wiz got killed by a childhood friend
But they tried to say
He was playing wit his
Stick
Kieth probably got killed by a childhood friend
God bless his soul
I hope his killer got hit
I was
Riding on the north
Hot boxing my whip
F*cked her too good
Now Quintana wanna trip
Had Kayla pulling
Up to the front door
Swerve
I can't make this up
If I wanted to
Word
I still owe my plug
For that front he
Threw
Word
Hope he don't run up
Wit his gun and shoot
Word
Keep big blunts rolled
What you going
Through
On edge might jump off
I'm just warning you
To buy a whole ounce of powder
It ain't cheap awk
Take a seven off the pure
Sell him re rock
I been thinking bout
Cashing out on some Reebox
I shoot it
Myself
F*ck some help
And them weak opps
She get it herself
F*ck some help
She gone p pop
Water and a
Workout everyday
For the detox
I been going brazy
Real brazy
What it be bout
Body full of tattoos, in a t
Top
Pull up on yo bitch
Smoke some weed
And hit her g spot
Yeah
Lil bitch
Pull up on yo bitch
Smoke some weed
And hit her g spot
Her g spot
Lil bitch
All my niggas got killed by some childhood friends
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
Most of my niggas got killed by they childhood friends
Damn, uh
Damn, uh
Yeah
This shit real real brazy
Yeah
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Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, woo
1 900 who want it, I deliver
1 900 who want it
I deliver
If you spending big
Bring the product to ya front door
I got people waiting, so
You need to get this pronto
If you spending small
You can meet me by the citco
If you don't have the
Cliental
Don't ask me what it hit foe
All black attire
When we going to pull a kick door
Yo bitch suck dick
For her fits
Real sicko
Getting big bank rolls
In the cold
Body shivers
First brought dope
Sold to us by a
Shivers
Frog like tobb
O' Dell brought the slab
Hopped back in the car
Split it up
Gave me half
O' Dell got
Killed by a childhood friend
Dequan did time
But it came and it went
Life want be the same
Caught a body
That easy
Heard he back in the chain gang
Shooting out wit Keevy
Young boy took a liking
To them guns
Now he rob
Heard he robbed the same nigga three times
Wit his rod
Mod got killed by a childhood friend
Rio got off
Cause he pled self defense
Ken Foster got pinched
A few real ones got benched
Straight drop
Went, niggas start selling whip
Dope boy dreams
Cash out on four bricks
Sell it all get rich
And Jazz f*cked
The whole click
Bitch
Wiz got killed by a childhood friend
But they tried to say
He was playing wit his
Stick
Kieth probably got killed by a childhood friend
God bless his soul
I hope his killer got hit
I was
Riding on the north
Hot boxing my whip
F*cked her too good
Now Quintana wanna trip
Had Kayla pulling
Up to the front door
Swerve
I can't make this up
If I wanted to
Word
I still owe my plug
For that front he
Threw
Word
Hope he don't run up
Wit his gun and shoot
Word
Keep big blunts rolled
What you going
Through
On edge might jump off
I'm just warning you
To buy a whole ounce of powder
It ain't cheap awk
Take a seven off the pure
Sell him re rock
I been thinking bout
Cashing out on some Reebox
I shoot it
Myself
F*ck some help
And them weak opps
She get it herself
F*ck some help
She gone p pop
Water and a
Workout everyday
For the detox
I been going brazy
Real brazy
What it be bout
Body full of tattoos, in a t
Top
Pull up on yo bitch
Smoke some weed
And hit her g spot
Yeah
Lil bitch
Pull up on yo bitch
Smoke some weed
And hit her g spot
Her g spot
Lil bitch
All my niggas got killed by some childhood friends
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
Most of my niggas got killed by they childhood friends
Damn, uh
Damn, uh
Yeah
This shit real real brazy
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, woo
1 900 who want it, I deliver
1 900 who want it
I deliver
If you spending big
Bring the product to ya front door
I got people waiting, so
You need to get this pronto
If you spending small
You can meet me by the citco
If you don't have the
Cliental
Don't ask me what it hit foe
All black attire
When we going to pull a kick door
Yo bitch suck dick
For her fits
Real sicko
Getting big bank rolls
In the cold
Body shivers
First brought dope
Sold to us by a
Shivers
Frog like tobb
O' Dell brought the slab
Hopped back in the car
Split it up
Gave me half
O' Dell got
Killed by a childhood friend
Dequan did time
But it came and it went
Life want be the same
Caught a body
That easy
Heard he back in the chain gang
Shooting out wit Keevy
Young boy took a liking
To them guns
Now he rob
Heard he robbed the same nigga three times
Wit his rod
Mod got killed by a childhood friend
Rio got off
Cause he pled self defense
Ken Foster got pinched
A few real ones got benched
Straight drop
Went, niggas start selling whip
Dope boy dreams
Cash out on four bricks
Sell it all get rich
And Jazz f*cked
The whole click
Bitch
Wiz got killed by a childhood friend
But they tried to say
He was playing wit his
Stick
Kieth probably got killed by a childhood friend
God bless his soul
I hope his killer got hit
I was
Riding on the north
Hot boxing my whip
F*cked her too good
Now Quintana wanna trip
Had Kayla pulling
Up to the front door
Swerve
I can't make this up
If I wanted to
Word
I still owe my plug
For that front he
Threw
Word
Hope he don't run up
Wit his gun and shoot
Word
Keep big blunts rolled
What you going
Through
On edge might jump off
I'm just warning you
To buy a whole ounce of powder
It ain't cheap awk
Take a seven off the pure
Sell him re rock
I been thinking bout
Cashing out on some Reebox
I shoot it
Myself
F*ck some help
And them weak opps
She get it herself
F*ck some help
She gone p pop
Water and a
Workout everyday
For the detox
I been going brazy
Real brazy
What it be bout
Body full of tattoos, in a t
Top
Pull up on yo bitch
Smoke some weed
And hit her g spot
Yeah
Lil bitch
Pull up on yo bitch
Smoke some weed
And hit her g spot
Her g spot
Lil bitch
All my niggas got killed by some childhood friends
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
Most of my niggas got killed by they childhood friends
Damn, uh
Damn, uh
Yeah
This shit real real brazy
Yeah
Writer: Clyde Turner
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