Lyrics

Yeah Yeah Heard he holding on that weight Kick his door, lay him down Came around move tough as hell, we had to move his ass around Catch a beat, shoot out of town Micro Drac', make him get down (And if you mention Scoom) It's-it's a scary site (we hunt you down) And I'm in T with different flavors I can switch or Drac' you down Fuck the internet It's all about what's in yo' bank account I just scored a load, it's fresh as hell, got all different amounts Ain't got no time to blick out no V Bitch, we bounce out and chase you down (I just scored a load, it's fresh as hell, got all different amounts) Ain't got no time to blick out no V' Bitch, we bounce out and chase you down I fell in love wit' pipes And if you ain't got no gen' five can't come around I fell in love with dice And I forget I'm shooting my hundred, bitch, get down And it's some niggas that ain't never sell Claim they opps, niggas clowns Steady sayin' what you finna do Me and mines come unannounced Goin' hard, no time to play This a Drac', this ain't no K Pockets stuffed, and I'm drenched in Chrome Heart and RTA They say, "Teeski he's a bitch, he all that, it's all okay" One thing I know If a nigga play, I'll shoot him in his face For the Charger, I come straight Scoom gang, what I bang I must admit I done did some strange things for some change I got Wocky for my drank, I pop Percs until I faint They been trying they hardest to jus' be like Slick But no they can't They say, "Soon as they seen this Glock do this and that," boy, no you ain't A lot of niggas ain't build like that I did a year in that chain gang Brand new Glock'll bust his brain Drench the opps, we make it rain And the shit I said to one of the line, I'm pourin' drank just like Lil Wayne Boy, you a jumper Spirit flyer I fly first-class on any plane Steady droppin' on these niggas I'm just a beast you can't tame Always pop outside wit' button When I squeeze don't need no aim Tryna catch a 4CH and Knock his shit right out the frame (Little-ass boy) When I sign, I'm buyin' chains for my whole gang And I can't wait to bust my teeth I'm going straight to Johnny Dang Boy don't make us come look for you We'll hunt you down, it's all the same
Writer(s): Terrance Banks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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