come around with the windows down two 22s comin at your ass so loud you can run but you ll never get passed those rounds so serious you ll never get passed my style you ll never last unless you follow me and my crowd we ll always last cause the people lovin our sound feel good today tonight won t remember a thing just know i ll murder every nigga you bring real nigga mayne all i remember is pain cocked the hammer back point it at you take everything that s my life that s my name that s how i got on white tee blue jeans nike desert e showin treacherous places that you ll never be goin leavin las vegas caught a ticket i was snowed in really with the shit for real my nigga i m assaultin planes drop our mothafuckin kicks in the ocean my kids ll never know that i supply coke smokers it s what i tell myself but it ain t really hard to notice no automatic start on the suicide fully auto on my lap tonight it s do or die open up the garage and reverse the ride i m powdered up and the kush and the blunt got me stuffed cause to black that boy it makes it hard to stop pulled up gun poppin and we pulled out molly woppin us doing time in the fed another album dropping cheese on the bread a hundred g s on your head cell phones in the cell they said we know we eating slow yup i huddled up my team and we had to make the first step either the foreign or the vintage on them 26 s stickin in that nickel champagne and pourin liquor he yellin murder don t hurt him turn my family on the walk he said police just burnt him and he s wanted for some bodies got the chevy pulled over and he thinking that its over but a 1000 dead and running tell him meet me at the headquarters mister miyagi black and tati on the dashboard smoking songs of the barney pressing fast forward two minutes early to meet papi at the corner store ain t knowing when i turn but i m taking the same corner though nigga we ll break you off bad times looking back and i m trying to break em off but i m a careful nigga you re a stranger to the pain that i ve felt my nigga  posted in the trap house nigga i answer the backdoor with my mac out if ya try and make a false move then i black out with ya 100 racks around my neck i got the mind of a killer a man dies and a child is born my nigga smoke came home i m headed off to the war 6 months in the can i m just a number made 16 but i missed a whole summer a nightmare trying to reverse dreams the feds caught my niggas in a reverse sting knowledge is power trying to rebirth kings but money is power so we re up mean cream by the truckload it came off a ton boat start getting money you owe niggas a ton cut throat ain t that a bitch i gotta nail em i ain t never switch all i did was try and help em mister miyagi black and tati on the dashboard smoking songs of the barney pressing fast forward two minutes early to meet papi at the corner store ain t knowing when i turn but i m taking the same corner though nigga we ll break you off bad times looking back and i m trying to break em off but i m a careful nigga you re a stranger to the pain that i ve felt my nigga back to back chevys with the hemis in it yea we been offenders but gotta live until i die with the semi lifted humble by me hindu kush crossing city limits stand up moving up can t be sitting timid off that xo remy mixed with sadity women 100 000 dollar cash plus the gt tinted cash on deck you see me in it plasma tvs in it let my bg get it and if my bgs my bgs spend it til my bgs it and my gt engine got see through vision like calico vision dawg he looking at life and to touch feds coming re up papers i ll see you hush speed it up be in my crib the streets is cold half money half heart yea i see you folk
['cali rap', 'hyphy', 'oakland hip hop', 'west coast trap']