Lyrics

Coming this way it's a hazard You survive you a lucky ass bastard They say fast don't last but I'm trying to ball faster She bust when I smash I go hustling right after Pulling skits I'm a master I see they tryna get me played don't need a pastor Get it any given day, it's either hell or heaven gates Six seven eight ways real pussy opp smacker Drills in the field big wheels like a tractor If I get it out your hoe, ain't had to pimp her or mack her Swear you a factor, but can't put them facts out Got em calling quits, guess we sponsored by tap out Patrolling through the hood every night we doing a check up They know it ain't good, make the doctor give em chest pumps Drowning in that blood, he the one that went and messed up Shooting shit down till it's time to go and rest up Test us, we a give a good grade We a mess up your plans on you having a good day Still stuck up in them hoodways, popping out random Only thing I'll give a hoe is an orgasm Spazzing, we under armoured up Hoe and pole users, hit you and your partners up No guns up in the cage just shanks poky sharpened up Jumped off my granny porch with torch tryna spark it up They be throwing gang signs up, I be throwing led The block they tryna stain mine up, all I can say is go ahead I ain't change mines up, loui v gang till I'm gone and dead I like bae booty'd up I be trying to kill the p My face full of boobies uh huh, with skrilla g's Be cool, dirty heat we re use Hit em with that g thang, since he thinking that he gq Wanna be a shooter? Prepare to be in that pen with a shank A thooter I'm a use her, done and did it in the cage Street funk can't be a punk, boy we wit it any day Hood kids that'll yank trying to hit on a bank If they coo with the other side gotta get em both Gotta give em some of this pain if they go against the oath Call your man's and your folks, cuz imma let that thing ring He was flexing on the broke, till they took his bling bling That rapper not no thug his nails painted Huh, we the reason why your man's fainted I ain't on no drugs, I'm prolly faded Turning up like jmiah, tryna trap like egore I'm a ridah I'm a ride till my last day, you never know when it's gone be yours They be throwing gang signs up, I be throwing led The block they tryna stain mine up, all I can say is go ahead I ain't change mines up, loui v gang till I'm gone and dead I like bae booty'd up I be trying to kill the p My face full of boobies uh huh, with skrilla g's Be cool, dirty heat we re use Hit em with that g thang, since he thinking that he gq Turning up like jmiah, tryna trap like egore I'm a ridah I'm a ride till my last day, you never know when it's gone be yours
Writer(s): Robert Ruacho Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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