got the curtains drawn, whoever ain't gettin' sh-ted on, I'm squirtin' on, I'm in that 6 duece' 57's for the health, chopper in the trunk, 45 for the
daddy I be stuntin' like my daddy I'm the, young stunna Stuntin' like my daddy Stuntin' like my daddy I be stuntin' like my daddy 98's, 45 paper plates
I'd free all my sons, I love 'em, love 'em, baby Black diamonds an' pearls, could it be If you could be mine, we'd both shine? If I ruled the world,
[VERSE 1] Its 11:45 Gang of Escalades parked outside Big bladess chromed up with shine Only one thing on my mind All week I've been a slave to the grind
to cop me one tonight I dont really care da price, cuz my bank roll right Riddin on .....thats how we get it dog South...i was holdin 45 listen dog. 45
swang She's from the show me state So, I showed her the BM a quater to eight, hey I know you caught on late but that's 7:45 Now shorty,now let's ride
a coke flip, I can make a hoe strip I can spray a whole clip, I takes nothing from no bitch I got the money in the case, .45 on the waist Pitbulls in
girl no bitch (hey) no man no nigga get in my way I keep my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (.45 Bitch) Big Nate, Long Beach
so hard nigga? Pause I done tried so many times To get my violent temper to comply with my mature side But the other side is where the 45 is, hidin
you so hard nigga? Pause I done tried so many times To get my violent temper to comply with my mature side But the other side is where the 45 is, hidin
: Deep pockets with the eight on me, sleep with the safe in the wall The cameras on with the make-up and all Swap six 45's, twist reefer in the flicks
same shit he spoken Open up my eyes there's no limit in them skies When Ready 2 Die was a sick part of my life Pummin that .45, plotting to pop my mind
s in you, dedicated stay true Illegal life Yo, I was in Vermada, laid up with gold saga Jungle room, cowboy hat around June Monaga, had the 45th draga
her and everything is right It's the Pachuco's night I got the 45 player under the dash In the ashtray I got some marijuana ash I got the .45's in the
a homie told me, yo that crime pays Now I'm in the hot pursuit, I'm riding sideways I know my life ain't worth the bullets in your '45 But you ain
ago a homie told me, yo that crime pays No I'm in the hot pursuit, I'm riding sideways I know my life ain't worth the bullets in your '45 But you ain
slit, then I'm hittin' fences Now i'ma talk about the same dirty situation Shit you hatin', that's why your casket is waitin' Shine your ass up like a