Lyrics

I'm riding wit a lot of hood niggas right now They don't give a fucc tell them niggas pipe down That better be gas and not that half ass loud Getting chewy bite down Where the fifth pour the rounds Check the script Realer that you'll ever get Even if I was on Sullivan's I'll still never be celibate And that's legit To legit to fuccn and quit And that even go for my chick If I'm rolling then she rolling Off the bean or when we in the wip Cup still runeth over while they tryna get another sniff Ain't no drugs involved but when I come thru you should take a whiff Hella Cali smoke still want some Kay Kay when I take a sip Tell wiz send the shipment and call juicy just to take a trip I Should have Cosby on the beat cuz Brody give them drums a kick Quake still out here making this shit shake so ain't no time for this Yellow bone still sucking me like I pulled up with a yellow wrist And tried to leave them beans alone but my vibe told me never quit You can bet ya chain on it Oh you confident Put ya dame on it Liu kang bitch Kick flames on this You know I'll never change and shit Gotta holla back The trap still on slap Let's go count some stacks While they fucc up the pack I'm riding wit a lot of hood niggas right now They don't give a fucc tell them niggas pipe down That better be gas and not that half ass loud Getting chewy bite down Where the fifth pour the rounds I'm riding wit a lot of hood niggas right now They don't give a fucc tell them niggas pipe down That better be gas and not that half ass loud Getting chewy bite down Where the fifth pour the rounds I was just that Nigga tryna stack til I can't no mo Keep hitting them with physics til they ass won't grow Most likely these some niggas that would die for me Run out there in the block and go supply for me Somethings will change but I can't and I stay ten toes I been the answer since mj was on froze A couple white bitches that's tryna powder they nose I fed em but a Nigga still wore the same clothes This hustle in me breaking out and never was exposed y'all Make a million Give it to the Fam like fuq these hoes now Got out the trenches tryna bring all of my woes out I do this for my daughter and my boys know what I'm on now Can anybody else read this script for me Epiphanies are something like a Christmas trees The type of Nigga break her down to her knees But I ain't want the pussy baby just give me the cheese Buss her down to her knees... Baby give me the cheese I'm riding wit a lot of hood niggas right now They don't give a fucc tell them niggas pipe down That better be gas and not that half ass loud Getting chewy bite down Where the fifth pour the rounds
Writer(s): Anthony Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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