yea, haha dram i’m back
Dedication 2 bye
I ain’t fenna wait on ’em i’ma get ’em now
Get ’em
My block pumpin and i’m tryin to keep that hoe pumpin
If n***az snitchin them i let them n***az hold……
Get get get ’em
My block pumpin and i’m tryin to keep that hoe pumpin
If n***az snitchin them i let them n***az hold sumthin
If a n***a owe sumthin need a doctors note from ’em
Or his throat from ’em
These lil n***az thinkin they fresh, get whipped out ya clothes youngin
I got it all but i’ll beat you like you stole sumthin
My b**h trippin, she say i treat her like my old woman
I tell the b**h i’m probably better off with no woman
Yea, i get that brand new money
I’m the boss b**h, i’m touchin every dollar thats comin
Stop playin, i kno wat i’m doin
Let me get ’em
I hope his kids not with ’em
Yall muthaf**az kno me i’m a rider inside of the south
Got the money in the matress and the guns in the couch
Wat up
Puttin out cockroaches in the ashtray
Its payday till my last day
Yea
Walkin that line with alot on my mind
I get that money, never droppin a dime
I don’t hate, never, not on my time
I’ll put that little red dot on ya mind
Talkin that crime but alot of ’em lyin
Im caught on the grind, never get off my grind
Ima pimp to these hoes, not a pimp in my mind, nah
And everybody kno i’m sharp when i ride
Hop out that new ferrari with that little horse on the side yea
Zoom zoom b**h ride a n***a broom witch
Have a key wet stinkin up your whole room b**h
Now break out the perfume b**h
And n***az come from out that beach, i’m in that water like a cruise ship
Straight up, tell ’em i do’s this
1 pistol, 2 clips, i aim at lips
Wayne that sh**, sh** on y’all
Given to you from the god
I am the god
Yeaa, money on my mind, money money on my mental
Super super soaker wet a n***a like a swim suit
I think they sippin on that ‘i can f** with him juice’
Test me if ya wanna bad man i knock a limb loose
I ain’t never scared, i’m protected everywhere
And if a n***a disrespect me then he shall be buried there
Thats my word, gotta urge to hit a n***a and swerve
And them birds in the tree get shot down to my feet
Its me muthaf**a whats better to see
And when ya greedy like me ain’t nothin better then beef
See i would meet each one of you n***az in the street
Then eat – and pick you little b**hez out my teeth
Shout out to the green and red stiches in my teeth n***a
With no gucci i’m a double G n***a
My brothers you have sinned, and the god i am..
Amen..