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Featuring Young Bossi , Ampichino , Freeze , Bg bulletwoun (Verse 1) Fatty we get it We spend it and we live it They calculating them digits Great and busting backs of for chicken Over the stove water wipping Hussle hand relentless Playing with the fed need my henchmen We ballin out with poor pimping We was getting it by the segment If I talk then I did it If you walked it you lived it Stacking money to the ceiling The life I'm living, drug dealing and killing Trying to make a million, blowing the building Chasing this gwap is big business Serving them to the dealers, pushing raw to the killers Fuck the law and you squealers Coping card from the dealer You shop at malls we was iller Rocking hard for my niggers The poppin' off we was realer Gucci boost with the chiller On the block with my nigger we rocking Letras de cancionesHalf spranging in villas counting this skrilla Come out so when the chop bang em Regime gang feel the pain I got famous Selling coke in the rain with a flame High as uranus you must be brainless the stainless I cock it aim it then braaa Put your face on the payment no mass, we murder haters I'ma bleed the block with this fully, nigga it's the dragon game Fears hit we say no names, moving stupid can't hussle in the rain We hit your family first making mama feel the pain Chops on deck, fifty shots fucking over lames You niggas can't fuck with us Freeze ,Bossi and my nigga Yuk Spray the 4 with my big ol nuts You're wife ain't nothing but a big old slut Big old tits and that big old butt But it's money over bitches Bring back them bucks All my niggers rep the mob 30 rounds hanging out the ride Knocking at you square niggas At the red light get yout bread right When it's funk it's on sight Give it to a nigga in the broad day light Pull off on a motorbike Pimpin hoes like Donald Mike (Hook) x2 Riding around with the thing on me 'Cause these niggas don't change on me Just 'cause I got a little change homie Now these niggas wanna bang on me (Verse 2) Riding around with that thing Hussle to get that dough cheese Y'all niggas is the police Like an old tire with a slow leak I'm on low pros and I'm so low Tired shining like so glow And it's summer time with my summer grind You don't grind then you don't shine You won't grind so you won't mind Run up on Freeze might lose your mind I'm on that sport playing on 'em With a bad bitch getting brains homie With a bad bitch getting change homie When the season change we change homie Over cherry pie we brain storming When was dried up it was rain storming Flash ,flood and tsunami I'm Flash gordon 4 door , 4 in the morning Fast forward to the next day out in the bay With my esse Pen handles they asked me for change Told 'em have a blessed day God love us, we got body My bosses like John Gotti And bossi and godzilla I hope that God got him I never leave without the thing in my Louie belt I'm built for this shit so I'm feeling high to it (Hook) x2 Riding around with the thing on me 'Cause these niggas don't change on me Just 'cause I got a little change homie Now these niggas wanna bang on me (Verse 3) Riding around with my thing on me 'Cause niggas like to go against the great homie Tell him when the fuck when he lame homie One way sticking out a nigga name on it Out for now, I told you niggas Never should've changed 'cause you older nigga Gon breaking my respect 'cause he showed the nigga You don't play just for I'ma fold you nigga AT right, regime life No room for these fake ass niggas that snake me ties Make me lie or take me fly I'ma show you motherfuckers how to make me fight Riding around with that cane on me Iced out wrists with the chain on me Deuced out nigga with the bang homie So these pussy ass niggas with the thing on me Enough's enough I had enough Bossi , Ampichino and my home boy Yuk Home boy Freeze , nigga at these You can get it real quick when you fucking with G's About the dough plenty of that Got the wild ass niggas cause there's plenty of that With a hoe click telling how many is that That's why I stick with the mob where the many attack BG Bullet,see me pulling Flip flopping ass niggas might beat me pull it Stranging up 'cause you see me grind See what shining and his home boy cody Well selected, well respected Mid west boss, well connected Well collected, give him his exit 100 round drums in the back of his lexus Tell me what I do, tell me what I can't Goons and the mob go hard in the plain Goons in the mob go hard for the bank With some crisis motherfucker what the hell did you think Riding around with that strap on me Hundred rounds drum in my lap homie Bitch at bulletwoun and I clap homie Fuck with the mob I'ma snap homie (Hook) x2 Riding around with the thing on me 'Cause these niggas don't change on me Just 'cause I got a little change homie Now these niggas wanna bang on me From Letras Mania