Its a friday night and the bass was The honeyz was rockin the party was It wasnt long for knew (just blaze) on the B-box (Young Gunz) Travel wit the rock I hit the club hit the weed spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and
Its king midas as I was told Young C was on the 13 years old I mean to brag I had the meanest bag the suppliers was my I was bringin half charge of the block A pean the ave still bringin on the scene At last still gloves and as I proceed mad Mats, mad gats, mad seed Ya man crazy roll wit the kid playa been hella pimpin You already know what it is, don't gotta notice the whip I done show the wrist, they already know that Chris And they tha to stick to the script It don't last hit 'em and I last long Can't drive em south long send 'em in a cab You takin mad long getcha bags I ain't got a dime for you for me pass on
Its a friday and the bass was bumpin The honeyz was rockin the party was It wasnt for everybody knew (just blaze) What's on the (Young Gunz) Travel wit the heat Before I hit the club hit the weed it goes 1, 2 ,3,and
Back in effect vest, in the tech Show you how to clap wit when they actin a mess We from north free, peedie crack And the rest mac south side O and Back on the west we the of the new school Heated my jewls cool get my jewls cool Every weekend its a new crew to set the record staight Soon as the record ship T2 more to the store wath it levatate
Yeah we late early in the game We pain yup heavy spen up in every state yeah You bond to tiered of the boad and tape 7-60 to scape put 'em all around ya face Time to cool in ya place get every dime You got up out of ya plus you gettin more surronded wit bait Before the law surroundin ya place My dogs get every pound of ya
Its a friday and the bass was bumpin The honeyz was rockin the party was It wasnt long for knew (just blaze) What's on the (Young Gunz) Travel wit the rock Before I hit the club hit the spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and
We the present and the You as well get used to us We been around a minute givin 'em what wanted The they never fronted But still sick to they once they hear about the gunnaz Yeah know they girl Comin you try to tell her "Please baby wear that" But she's on her own think she aint hear that You knowin whats gonna after the party C and Neef up in the sweat we fishin out the Back after back she trippin all off that me Cuff my lib not probably the gang Hereso these get bodied We show you how we switch up better the party Did it in the party me slippin out hardly baby Tucked the we army hit them niggas up Then we breeze off calmly bucky me the ROC behind me Yup
Its a friday and the bass was bumpin The honeyz was the party was jumpin It wasnt long for everybody (just blaze) on the B-box (Young Gunz) Travel wit the rock Before I hit the hit the weed spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and
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