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I'mma turn it it for the dopeboys ridin' in the trap 50 pounds and that fire in their lap I’mma turn it for the bad hoes, aye holla when you see me You know I got this raw when you need it I'mma turn it for the pay roll, I need it in my pocket Boy, what you need then I can get it if I ain’t got it I'mma turn it for these suckers, man I know you wouldn't be shit without me I can keep you bitches dreamin' 'bout me I’mma turn it for the… Hustle Gang, nigga, that's mandatory Still be trappin' out the 'bando King pull strings like a Banjo Get a nigga killed for a band, yo Pay anything to be done in the streets, I done it Swear to God from the West to the East side I run it You better watch how you talkin’ to me now, Sonny I’m a Bankhead nigga, but the East ride for me You violate when you see me, get a demonstration in 3-D My motivation hit different states And that ten piece is like hot wings, nigga Keep it real, you not me, nigga If it wasn't for jail would have shot these niggas If they disrespectin’ on top we kill ‘em I'mma watch that, duck like like dark wing nigga Letras de cancionesStill in the trap when you see me With my burner tucked in my monster truck The money you get like crumbs to us And nigga, you ain't even thinkin' rich, I'm enough With a matchin' chain, my formula Get cocaine and buy everything, like “Yeah” I'mma turn it it for the dopeboys ridin' in the trap 50 pounds and that fire in their lap I’mma turn it for the bad hoes, aye holla when you see me You know I got this raw when you need it I'mma turn it for the pay roll, I need it in my pocket Boy, what you need then I can get it if I ain’t got it I'mma turn it for these suckers, man I know you wouldn't be shit without me I can keep you bitches dreamin' 'bout me I’mma turn it for the… Never will I be the one Who ever go broke or don’t carry a gun Play me for no joke, nigga, I’m not the one Fuck that shit that you done, we riding ‘til dawn Run up to him and do him, make sure that he done New AK with a scope in case he may run I bet he not far, on top of my car If I got my tripod I won’t have to try hard to kill him You hooker better pay me or you out through dealin' Them niggas whippin' with you and the broad you drillin' When it come to bankroll we the mob nigga Okay, I got something for you, nigga I’mma catch me a case, I’m so ratchet Get the fuck out my face, 'bout four ratchets Got bad bitches in mad cities We hit the stage and throw 40 at it I stay on gold, nigga, know me I green light a whole nigga slit lowkey My attitude does scare with some goatee I do a drive-by listening to Doe B My knob bro' (broke), no remo' (remorse) I’m up there, stuck there, I rolled it for him From the coast of Mona to the coast of Ole Better know that I'mma turn it it for the dopeboys ridin' in the trap 50 pounds and that fire in their lap I’mma turn it for the bad hoes, aye holla when you see me You know I got this raw when you need it I'mma turn it for the pay roll, I need it in my pocket Boy, what you need then I can get it if I ain’t got it I'mma turn it for these suckers, man I know you wouldn't be shit without me I can keep you bitches dreamin' 'bout me I’mma turn it for the… From Letras Mania