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150 DreamTeam Gang shit Aye Big G Herbo, I must say I came a long way 'Member posted on the 8 Block and that hallway Hustlin' we serving nicks might get six for the dub Now I need 15 for a show plus my stick in the club We hit your club 150 deep 150 guns You know that's about 2000 shots Whips like they straight off the lot We pull up 50 whips Forgiato rims my coupe got somethin soft on the top We got your hoe in the passenger but I'm not smashing her She just know I want the top Everywhere I go know I tote the Glock Run up and I'm blowing shots My Rollie a plain and it costs me a block No Bezel I said, "hold the rocks" Remember nights I was restless posted on Essex Toting them jocks ducking shots Never signed me deal I was out in the field Over east looking for opps And my homies ain't never cashed out on a grill But they had a mouth full of rocks Me and Lil Bro was sixteen slidin' off pills No Limit don't know how to chill Niggas fighting that drama and ain't take a deal Free Crado, Free James and Free Gill Gilly call all the time, know I'm on the grind He just wanna see me run up a mil' Ayee and I'm right back at it fuck how you feel Smokin on dope by the pillows and ounces That Posto shit reek out the seal When I get it my mood I feel like Deuce Bigalow On a roll I gotta chill Everywhere I go in your city foreign hoes wanna freak me like I'm Seal In Miami the white hoes gettin' off cocaine I pop me a perc you do yo' thing And the two seater cocaine Swervin' through both lanes Hop out G Fazo no Balmain Tell lil mama to chill I don't wanna know yo' name Just let me check out yo' jaw game Keep the magnum on me never going in raw But I don't wanna fuck If she ok When I bust in your face, let Lil Bro slay Since I cut out the lean it's been Remy, Patron Smokin' on dope sippin Rozay Rollin up back to back Perky's and flats buying up Backwoods for 4 days And I'm still on the road doing shows to and fro studio Bitch an off day is no day While you still tryna study a high pick-n-roll Bitch I'm up late and I'm making more plays Ayee and these bitches with me they go both ways They digging each other and Dusse, I'm getting drunk drinking Rozay We do what adults do I ask what they wanna do they say "We gon' do what you say" And I met her at KOD did that on Monday Now that's going up on a Tuesday
Writer(s): Herbert Randall Wright, London Buckner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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