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(It's Nell on the beat, nigga) Boss Young Jefe Holmes Let's go I just bought another vehicule, with the frog eyes I don't really fuck with niggas, they ain't from my side You know I'm a real member, bitch I got mob ties Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys, could you off top Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time 'Til it's time to hang it up, yeah like a close line Fuck her, she tell me "Don't stop", I guess it's go time I'm gon and run it down on your with the four-five Ballin' 'til like twenty-three Say she wanna stunt with me Give a lil' sample, I can't get this bitch from under me Don't let nobody tell you, you can't be whatever you wanna be I wanna be a nine figure nigga, and I'm gonna be Scream that girl [?], promise you they gon' remember me I know some bum ass, [?] down in Tennessee Bitch I'm really him, I was [?] all my enemies She blew with the wink, [?] my energy Say what's poppin' dawg? Better watch how you poppin' off I'm with the gang, we got the switches on them Glocks and stuff Letras de cancionesI love the gang because they always get the cops involved Now I'm in Malibu, a baddest [?] on Valley [?] I just bought another vehicule, with the frog eyes I don't really fuck with niggas, they ain't from my side You know I'm a real member, bitch I got mob ties Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys, could you off top Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time 'Til it's time to hang it up, yeah like a close line Fuck her, she tell me "Don't stop", I guess it's go time I'm gon and run it down on your with the four-five I'm gon' die a real nigga (You know that) I don't tell no lies (No) And I still tote four-five's, fuck the opps from both sides Thinking 'bout my shooter now Know if I hit your line, talkin' war, you gon' slide (Come on) Fuckin' leader of dope boys (Skrr) Feds all on my bro line, sayin' he got a coke line But I'm doin' shows now, made a M like four times Fuck around bein' in that Lamb, in that Rolls now Wild, young, golden rose now You should be like Herbo, he stay ten toes down We cut no slack, so pussies' gettin' exposed now (Fuck nigga) I'm gettin' proposition, the labels gave me control now And now we are dope, so ain't no explanation if you told I can't fuck with you 'cause you fold The shit [?] and I'm a soldier I thought I told you, nigga I just bought another vehicule, with the frog eyes I don't really fuck with niggas, they ain't from my side You know I'm a real member, bitch I got mob ties Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys, could you off top Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time 'Til it's time to hang it up, yeah like a close line Fuck her, she tell me "Don't stop", I guess it's go time I'm gon and run it down on your with the four-five From Letras Mania