Lyrics

How many licks can you name that You done hit with all your real Dawgs How many times told you A N****a try he gone get killed dawg Keep my fire everyday this ain't no Game this s**t for real dog sh*t That I done did it's a blessing im Still here dog they ain't wanna Hear my story They just wanna see Me behind them bars for real Damn my wrist got flooded Pockets on hunneds drop The top on my car for real King of the jungle seen n***as Snake they own family Like they Was scar for real patnas crossed Me been damn near homeless That sh*t left me heartless That left me heartless no key to start it You can start it finish you with the choppa Molly working Ranned up geeked up round the lobby Who tryna stop us We creepy crawling Running round that lobby Creepy crawling, geeked on molly Glocky Ima pop it it's a 40 make you sleepy, drowsy Don't make me pull your card Cause just like cards You know we be swiping Drive to many cars Just like bars you know it: Take time It took time for this Now look at the ice on my wrist Look how it shine and it glist, N****as dropping dimes For this s**t, Tryna come home I Pour up a 4, Just leave me alone
Writer(s): Juan Cummings Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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