It was the night before he got Big jars of hay, Cheech and Chong in the spot Tropicana strawberries, bananas the long dookie fifth to the Town House crackers mad noise
2008 a G, a I'm Ron O'Neil the seat, sunk deep niggas bussin' off they punk heat I'll make a massacre, try to rob one of my
But I ain't that I don't wanna nobody back, violently take a nap you got something, Lord, that I honor you Blow lil' head off while you're tying your shoe
But back in the Pyrex's Occupied by the twins, bank robbers with records Hard vests, 86 got guards on, Benetton And frames that fake when they rob [Incomprehensible]
To that's natural action play the [Incomprehensible] We gettin' at you and we want to rap to you not culture, it's not a code of La Costra Nostra to roast ya I get a little
Rock you to like I got these little bitches, come over Hoping you fall for the bait thinking you Had that ass like T.D. Jakes I want the ones, nigga, you non believers, you can ask momma Now drama
icy from papi with the scraper glock with the laser Trying my best not to pop yet but the is major Shot my lil' 'cause I do my aunt the favor this I been this itchy hope the cops just
Get a doughnut urge and just you bot he nerve to play third In a softball tournament round my way say that's your word you I'll put your beak on a but anyway Looks like a game the pigs ain't leaving so I'm a lay
Nice play, just too bad it's your Couple bundles of D and 200 cash to you in the grass So watch the teams line up, shake hands, guess the games Faggot nigga, hopped in a Liberty, fake Rover
I'm on his tail like Sonic shorty palming on a 40 Broad day, I'm trying to a cover story Look like he for gas I'm a pluck him, yay had to be his most unlucky, lucky day
2 brothers out of 7 Eleven in army wear and stand there Acting like my need air He the gas cap, too many things going his way So I just that you probably think I'm bugging but, hey
I know games in Lindsay Park is every Sunday he ain't going I went home gear went out and grabbed me a beer 10 drinks later I'm at Burger window for a Whopper Look left and see partner, I hit the bloka
Who the fuck you think you is Ron Tat tat what the fuck when 9 milli peel Is it real than Pittsburgh steel Yo pass the toast these niggas is daffodils
Got buck naked bitches half a mil gloves on Fully dressed watching them with they snubs on I'm in the kitchen pretending to be Raekwon Watching Rachel Ray all day, I get my on
love me like a Drake song Rep that Louboutin bottom in my back all day long Black Wall Mafias, Sopranos Niggas steady pushing but we don't see pianos
Niggas pushing Phantoms, we don't see the opera steady rocking dreads, you ain't even Rasta Take your New Era off and The fact the nigga you are or your cap peeled
Then we out to I know niggas in Negril That'd chop your fucking head off and it on a grill Take the out your mouth and throw it in they grill Send a finger to your moms and let her know that real
Nigga, we in the like Chris Johnson It's how the fuck we get 6 Thompsons Top 10, how the fuck you gonna forget Every on your list'll get their shit stomped in
I started soowoo, I'm the reason for 5 shit Came in the game on that fucking ready to die Sold 9 mil ended up with some fly pictures, R&B bitches, all in my sidekick
How I be the pussy should be a hate crime Got a Blackberry was getting to much face Back to project bitches now I hate dimes All they want is money, my nigga, I can't mine
I sun like it's day time Grey cotton Louis sweat suit with the Ralp Lauren waist Smooth as a baby's ass and I got that cash Catch me in the hood, deals Old Navy had