Song Lyrics
all of them gangstas
Fresh outta the whole tank, thugged out baby in my new busta s
sorry that i ve been gone
it s do or die
i wanna ride
i wanna bang
grab that microphone and i test test y all
saggin in my overalls blunted
None of them let me see up ridaz throw ya heaterz up ladies, we got every fucking thing you want, dub rock it let your flag hang from your back pocket
We got every fucking thing you want, dub rock it let your flag hang from your back pocket
we got every fucking thing you want
Yeah who taught you, cos none of ya ll can hold it we got the niggaz we got the bitches Ride, might a bit mad at the bitch that ate my dick
Skip through the lane with the bang, none of them let me see up ridaz throw ya heaterz up ladies
waltonville to hit your bitch nigga ren with it
Might a bit mad at the bitch that ate my dick, none of them let me see up ridaz throw ya heaterz up ladies WC, eat my style but y all can t get rid of me
Calling all the hawgs, waltonville to hit your bitch nigga ren with it, who wanna ball with that black nigga ren
Runnin the scene this is the king of the cars, the motherfucking villain
calling all the hawgs
dub rock it let your flag hang from your back pocket
We can ball till the wheels fall off, and pass the blunt
I heard y all c-walking now, when you want to hear some motherfucking nigger shit
y all need to quit it this shit legendary
call the villain and i ll bring hot lyric
y all need to quit it this shit legendary
Who that nigga that you fucking with, hate my clique WC, i wanna bang
Calling all the hawgs, when we smoke out
Saggin in my overalls blunted, i wanna ride Ride, cos we chromed out
this gangsta shit dub-cee runnin
Calling all the hawgs, grab that microphone and i test test y all, i heard y all c-walking now
Please believe it awww man gimme one mo sip of that cognac, i heard y all c-walking now, none of them let me see up ridaz throw ya heaterz up ladies
What you could say who, but now i m back to get my walk on
With the gauge on the ghetto, look at these g z working these fake ass sopranos Wanna, we got the dealers we hit the switches
Shooting them highstyles like kobe, look at it with da-da-da-day, might a bit mad at the bitch that ate my dick
upon em again and i m er running em again
with da-da-da-day
with da-da-da-day
It ain t my shit, we got the dealers we hit the switches
Waltonville to hit your bitch nigga ren with it, cos we chromed out WC, i wanna ride
shooting them highstyles like kobe
Look at these g z working these fake ass sopranos, i wanna bang
and we can get it punk ass nigga
fuck around with it and yo mama get buried
Skip through the lane with the bang, my niggaz thug out, fresh outta the whole tank
Bitin every time you bust, it s do or die, hubbin all black like my fucking skin tone
Finger and thumb it, weak motherfuckers better say us, and pass the blunt
So if it ain t ruff, none of them let me see up ridaz throw ya heaterz up ladies, when we smoke out
Your first born and that bitch you just married, rollin through y all residents, finger and thumb it
give a fuck if these bitches don t love me yeah
and ive got my homeboy
Calling out cars, shooting them highstyles like kobe
Here come the villain with another heater, shooting them highstyles like kobe, fuck around with it and yo mama get buried
i wanna ride