i'm a motherfucking *
I spit it like I live it homie and the way I live is dangerous
* off supporting Mary in Precinct 5 for playing games with us
* off supporting Mary in Precinct 5 for playing games with us
* off supporting Mary in Precinct 5 for playing games with us
Man,
cause me and the big house drive way to Blackhall
Since we young and black,
that's enough to make them prejudice bitches fall out
But I got the game from J. Prince,
bitch,
and I'm still learning
Able to flip with a suspended license,
the street tooth is still burning
I'm on top with 22 inches of chrome and it's still burning
Trying to reach a bigger market,
I don't have a plaque but I'm still earning
Hope that a motherfucker like him portray doing his thing
To a * with us must be ball-headed so I had his word,
I bring you
Yes,
a couple of bitch niggas that would love to see me dead
And they can't stand the fact that Joseph
McVay is back to my bread and hollow
Nigga,
it don't stop,
so keep a flip in your clock
Whether it's drama or not
Cause somebody might find a picture spot
Whether you swim in the night,
there's hydro on the block
You guys don't pick up cause the police
ain't locked Don't let your spot get hot,
you don't need no kitty pop
So when I'm in the trap,
I'll slap it with my thumb cock Only gonna take one shot,
these bitches die on the block
Say,
Mo City,
my motherfucking hood,
my nigga Mo City,
my motherfucking hood,
my nigga Mo City,
my motherfucking hood,
my nigga
Grady and Mike Newsome in the streets up to no good
Tryna make good and get out the hood like I did
And I'm gon' help them do it cause I got love for my hood
Cause then I got extra chips to do it Look,
I used to reap a lot of *,
now I'm
slow,
slow,
slow Remember when I was broke and loved,
nobody
showed none That's the reason I ain't smiling when you
see me in person I'm tryna keep out my surroundings cause
them jackas be lurking They did that,
taking my car,
all my chain
Bitch,
you must be smoking Ain't nothing smooth out of this hotness ass
And I leave your head open I'ma roll
the way I wanna roll in the three
of the glass,
ho What way to a motherfucker display in my glass,
ho?
This my dick,
say,
get off your game before they get me,
I can't,
y'all
Leave some wet out in water,
I'll stink them with a big mustache,
mo
Bet footed on a peace bitch, just me and my fam
Don't make these bullets melt in
your mouth from this heat in my hand,
ah
Nigga,
it don't stop,
so keep a flip in your clock
Whether it's drama or not Cause somebody might come up in your spot
Whether you swerving or not,
there's hydro on the block
You guys don't give a *,
the police,
they lied
Don't let your spot get hot,
we gon' get more than five So when I'm in the trap,
I'm strapping my thumb cock Only gonna take one shot,
if you stash that on the fly
Listen,
I've been a sucker for love once I ain't gon' do it no more,
though So listen up,
bitches,
you hoes gon' get a red Cinema
I'm a beaded nithat,
and the minute lil' mama start to get possessive I'll dismiss that,
not a gigolo or nothing like that But like to beat it up,
I smoke and throw and bump in some rap But you
don't get on top of me and put a hump in your back
And the mind of wild,
but it was some bitch niggas with some
yakety yak That boy had nigga D.A.D.
in his hoe raggedy pack Y'all never,
never be gorillas or the screwed up
clique So when you see me holla at me,
make your shoes a bitch
The screwed up clique,
but my name ain't gonna go in the
clouds So keep on smoking that cloud,
but that is not my vibe
Cause sometimes I can't open the spot,
but that's your servant and I,
that's how I go on the fly
You got a hook up,
but the police can't hide Don't let your spot get hot,
we gon' get more than five So when I'm in the trap,
I'm strapping my thumb cock Only gonna take one shot,
if you stash that on the fly