Luyện nghe bài hát Back On My Grizzy

LIL
on my Grizzy Lyrics

Bitch im on my grizzy,
Young money ya at?,
Two and a mic,
the Dj run it back,

Bitch im on my grizzy,
Young money ya at?,
If you fuck wit Money,
Money where you at?,
Like the bunny wit a battery pack,
Boy drummer keep drummin, like B-r-r-at-at-at-tat,
Or B-r-r-rump-bum-bum-bum,
Im so but im a Giant like Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum,
Just bought a new crib, And so dumb,
Got money put away, incase the hurricane come,
Im a fuckin huh? yea i know yea i know,
I go out the country to get all my and my hoes,
And i go out my way to get my dro and my doe,
Cause, I love it more i do my hoes yes i doess,
I got gasoline out my pours,
torch,
I got glasses like white boy Scott Storch,
And a porshe,
I got for tha scortch,
at your porch,
by the forts,
And we up courts,
The judge a bitch,
The suck dick,
Im a blood,
And i dont smoke crip,
I that kutch,
name Bubba,
First Young,
Last Stunna,
in the office,
Take notes im talkin,
Smooth as a cruz boat floats im walkin,
I cause im ballin,
I to be ballin,
When im on the phone wit bitches man the money callin,
You aint till ya son'll be callin,
Tellin you to leave the money in the mornin,
Ok you zombie mover instead,
Thats when you in ya house and everybody dead,
I can a shit where i stand,
i stand...and watch you pussies piss in ya pants,
You a man your a hoe,
I can kill him the flow,
And then play the at the fuckin funeral,
Big guns so they big shots,
And my gam go Saddam and missile launch,
The Corrain call me Chain,
ma, i dont know karate, but after the brain, i kick you out,
You suck like tony romo, no homo,
And im all my money, i get paid for promo yeaa,
Im the man in this bitch, they say money wel..
Im tha ventriloquist,
And if i ever jump, il prolly in ya bitch,
Boy that hoe colder than my and my wrist,
Boy im more than a fan and a mint,
And when im done this track need a couple bandages,
I be wit savages and im average,
Im a crazy ass star like a asterick,
You niggas cant see me, im on my shit,
Runnin so much game, i around and lap a bitch,
If like a grocery, i juss bag a bitch,
And you kno im gonna score like after picks,
Im rollin on a pill, she get mornin after dick,
And when my roll down guess whut i did after it,
I and took some patrone shots,
I pop and took some Grey goose shots,
I pop popped...yea..
Money bitch, and if you niggas wan' do it , we chop chop,
Leave ya on tha block,
We pop cops,
And aint no rights on my block,
I got shop,
I got dro, i got them pills, i got that yay,
Give it to them hoes and watch bitches freak away...