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I'm a guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it Any nigga gettin' outta can get it I it hot, motherfuckers, freeze up when I come through Mac-10, shot clip in my snorkel
I might smile and say whats up but I fuck with you niggaz My rap money slow up, I'll run up on you I'm on the edge, I'm just waitin' on a to push me Put my hand on my strap, you lookin' at pussy
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't So much on my Benz, you see ya face in my rims If your wanna roll, I'ma let her get in I don't play but I'm a till the motherfuckin' end
I got no pickup I stay on the I tell the all the time get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton And when I open do' get in my car
I got no pickup I on the grind I tell the hoes all the get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton And I open that do' get in my car
Don't tell me you know that, uhh, I'm the shyit Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave ya bitch I ain't [unverified] these hoes, man I'm my paper If your bitch bout it nigga, I'm gon' take her
of my jeep, fuck till I fuck up her make up Take her to the District, introduce her to Jacob Tell her if she like me she should me icey My game fuck with a bitch brain till she think she
Spent a life savings in a day, cause she me Committment for me, uhh, nah not One hour, Vivica, I thought I was somethin' But then the week, nah man, it was nothin
I got no lines I on the grind I the hoes all the time get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, on Dayton spokes And I open that do' get in my car
I got no pickup I on the grind I tell the hoes all the get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton And when I that do' get in my car
Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes lie blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, I'm high First its pain you lust for love, then its smooth and calm Feel the rush, like a needles in arm
Its a world, baby girl, lovin' me is not enough Find out you fuckin' broke, love won't get you on the bus Man you should see the pretty bitches that be me They suck that make 'em hot, I just let 'em stand next to me
Hundred thug, freak too, I'll taste your love the position, your mouths full baby, huh? My so deep, I get in your head Next thing you know, you yawnin', over and I'm in the bed
I got no lines I stay on the I tell the all the time get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, ridin' on spokes And when I that do' get in my car
I got no lines I stay on the I the hoes all the time get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, ridin' on spokes And when I open do' get in my car
Quit bitch, get it You you wanna ride with a nigga 50