For real though I got too much of this shit, homie. Ooh wee, ooh wee! We tryna move this shit, cuz. Give 'em my connect so I can them niggas up with that. And if them niggas out there in the NY need it. You need five pounds, ten pounds, 20 pounds? Whatever you need, you know I got it. Anytime you need that mothafuckin' smoke, you know I got it, cuz. Weigh it up in 250's, wrap it up in plastic, yeah Less Soda more water, stretching like it's elastic The type of nigga work that visit like it's a skillet Gotta look, nigga wantin' my half, I'm gonna split it Yeah, and half them bitches sold 'fore they off the table Now I'm breaking down birds on the coffee table Then the homie taught me to whip, game changing Them niggas coming all black like they Raiders fansĪll I saw growing up was kilos and gangbanging Got cameras for the jackers, home invaders, man Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphinĬhoppers making your ass get naked just like a stripper Now homie got killed last night, bought him a coffin in the kitchen, nigga, I'm coughingīag full of white 8 balls, I'm going golfing Had that, sit that, my nigga get that, you hear that?ĥ a.m. Head nigga in charge, these niggas soft as DeBargeīut I ain't tripping, I'm just flipping my cheeseĬause if you really want the bomb come and fuck with your G's G's with the trees and the C's on my levelĥ-0, you know I go hard, these fools call me Bogart Run with the metal with my foot to the pedal I need a hit a day, think you better get awayįrom my, oh, my, I got a birdie that'll flyĬome by and get you some pounds and now you flying high I'm trying to put this shit away on the low I give a fuck about a fed as I jump up outta bed Nah, nah, don't tell me nothing about none of these niggas I'm violent, I kill a nigga, put that on my mama I was born a burner, in the stroller with the llama I got that morphine memories, except I'm breaking the law I'm in a dope fiend's dream, I got it for 'em raw Nigga, I'm a rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June Why the fuck would you be repeating that? Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off? Shooters on deck, I break bread and they on ya Nigga, I be trippin', bitch, I don't give a fuck Run tell the Bloods I'm crippin', go tell the Crips I'm Blood
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy) (I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw I'm trying to move one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more Major Distribution (Tribute in the style of 50 Cent, Snoop Dogg, Young Jeezy) Ringtone
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