Nigga
Word
Word
Aye Zoe turn these muf*ckas up nigga
From the muf*ckin four
They tell me to chill with the spinnin the blocks
But i gotta ride with the strap in the lap
10 milli turkey butt got a lil kick and that nigga had check, he got shot in his hip
I never folded with pressure bro gave me a lecture, but we still gon ride out and bip
He caught a couple them shots, had to talk with my mama and tell her the shit that i'm with
I run a 4.5 flat, whatchu think is gon happen that lil nigga fall and he trip
He seen a beam then i cut out his lights now we roll up a nigga, smoke straight out the zip
She fell in love with a thug, ima real hustle baby i love when she talk out her lip though
Run up the bag still ain't show em my face, but they love when i rap and i change up the tempo
Why people judge me i come from the trench, my mama had raised me i came from the ghetto
I know the opps and its cause they be hatin, i learned to be patient bout to cop up a benzo
I got a plug who gon ship out from cali
I'm really the one and it's not sacramento
I don't know Spanish but i spot a target then stand over niggas and scream abrihendo
Poetic justice no poetic pain
We ran it up and now niggas move strange
Brand new chop that i got from the shop
I'm about to pop out and go shoot at the range
You grab a drop then you flame at a opp and check on his mind, then you rearrange
Five deep hop out the drop top it's me and bleed, and i'm cuttin em off they ain't paint
They tell me to chill with the spinnin the blocks
But i gotta ride with the strap in the lap
10 milli turkey butt got a lil kick and that nigga had check, he got shot in his hip
I never folded with pressure bro gave me a lecture, But we still gon ride out and bip
He caught a couple them shots, had to talk with my mama and tell her the shit that i'm wit
I run a 4.5 flat, whatchu think is gon happen that lil nigga fall and he trip
He seen a beam then i cut out his lights now we roll up a nigga, smoke straight out the zip
She fell in love with a thug, ima real hustle baby i love when she talk out her lip though
Run up the bag still ain't show em my face, but they love when i rap and i change up the tempo
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English
Nigga
Word
Word
Aye Zoe turn these muf*ckas up nigga
From the muf*ckin four
They tell me to chill with the spinnin the blocks
But i gotta ride with the strap in the lap
10 milli turkey butt got a lil kick and that nigga had check, he got shot in his hip
I never folded with pressure bro gave me a lecture, but we still gon ride out and bip
He caught a couple them shots, had to talk with my mama and tell her the shit that i'm with
I run a 4.5 flat, whatchu think is gon happen that lil nigga fall and he trip
He seen a beam then i cut out his lights now we roll up a nigga, smoke straight out the zip
She fell in love with a thug, ima real hustle baby i love when she talk out her lip though
Run up the bag still ain't show em my face, but they love when i rap and i change up the tempo
Why people judge me i come from the trench, my mama had raised me i came from the ghetto
I know the opps and its cause they be hatin, i learned to be patient bout to cop up a benzo
I got a plug who gon ship out from cali
I'm really the one and it's not sacramento
I don't know Spanish but i spot a target then stand over niggas and scream abrihendo
Poetic justice no poetic pain
We ran it up and now niggas move strange
Brand new chop that i got from the shop
I'm about to pop out and go shoot at the range
You grab a drop then you flame at a opp and check on his mind, then you rearrange
Five deep hop out the drop top it's me and bleed, and i'm cuttin em off they ain't paint
They tell me to chill with the spinnin the blocks
But i gotta ride with the strap in the lap
10 milli turkey butt got a lil kick and that nigga had check, he got shot in his hip
I never folded with pressure bro gave me a lecture, But we still gon ride out and bip
He caught a couple them shots, had to talk with my mama and tell her the shit that i'm wit
I run a 4.5 flat, whatchu think is gon happen that lil nigga fall and he trip
He seen a beam then i cut out his lights now we roll up a nigga, smoke straight out the zip
She fell in love with a thug, ima real hustle baby i love when she talk out her lip though
Run up the bag still ain't show em my face, but they love when i rap and i change up the tempo
Word
Word
Aye Zoe turn these muf*ckas up nigga
From the muf*ckin four
They tell me to chill with the spinnin the blocks
But i gotta ride with the strap in the lap
10 milli turkey butt got a lil kick and that nigga had check, he got shot in his hip
I never folded with pressure bro gave me a lecture, but we still gon ride out and bip
He caught a couple them shots, had to talk with my mama and tell her the shit that i'm with
I run a 4.5 flat, whatchu think is gon happen that lil nigga fall and he trip
He seen a beam then i cut out his lights now we roll up a nigga, smoke straight out the zip
She fell in love with a thug, ima real hustle baby i love when she talk out her lip though
Run up the bag still ain't show em my face, but they love when i rap and i change up the tempo
Why people judge me i come from the trench, my mama had raised me i came from the ghetto
I know the opps and its cause they be hatin, i learned to be patient bout to cop up a benzo
I got a plug who gon ship out from cali
I'm really the one and it's not sacramento
I don't know Spanish but i spot a target then stand over niggas and scream abrihendo
Poetic justice no poetic pain
We ran it up and now niggas move strange
Brand new chop that i got from the shop
I'm about to pop out and go shoot at the range
You grab a drop then you flame at a opp and check on his mind, then you rearrange
Five deep hop out the drop top it's me and bleed, and i'm cuttin em off they ain't paint
They tell me to chill with the spinnin the blocks
But i gotta ride with the strap in the lap
10 milli turkey butt got a lil kick and that nigga had check, he got shot in his hip
I never folded with pressure bro gave me a lecture, But we still gon ride out and bip
He caught a couple them shots, had to talk with my mama and tell her the shit that i'm wit
I run a 4.5 flat, whatchu think is gon happen that lil nigga fall and he trip
He seen a beam then i cut out his lights now we roll up a nigga, smoke straight out the zip
She fell in love with a thug, ima real hustle baby i love when she talk out her lip though
Run up the bag still ain't show em my face, but they love when i rap and i change up the tempo
Writer: Lil Smitty
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