Song Lyrics
Fuck his word, we smoke loud in this bitch
drunk on like a litre
Momma tried but there any no thing like homie love, with my feet up King, with the goons in the g ride on the test drive
momma tried but there ain t no thing like homie love
i keep on getting faded
Thirty in the clip like back in the day, it was confidential
With an alpine bumping all the bass lines, stacking the safe, but don t fuck with my clique
Who the fuck wanna trip, that s my nigga jay rock, my bros both started in the west side
with my feet up
Bring the drama to your ass like we banging death row, always hopping on the plane to get the cheddar hun
i m talking bout a motherfucker had to sell dope
all you heard
Drunk on like a litre, that s how we do in la
All you heard, who s selling some
I was in the ghetto, don t do business till his credit run Lil, bring the drama to your ass like we banging death row
grind till we shine
I keep on getting faded, it was confidential
momma tried but there any no thing like homie love
I didn t want to do it but i had to sell dope, with the goons in the g ride on the test drive
Guns in the stash, all you heard Lil, bring the drama to your ass like we banging death row
Money man bleed the block till its said and done, that mean pussy getting beat up
I had to make moves, who the fuck wanna trip, i didn t want to do it but i had to sell dope
that s how we do in la
you should be my se orita
Momma tried but there any no thing like homie love, i keep on getting faded
That s how we do it in la, all you heard
Lean i got a belly, act like a bitch Lil, you should be my se orita
my bros both started in the west side
Always hopping on the plane to get the cheddar hun, who the fuck wanna trip
I didn t want to do it but i had to sell dope, i didn t want to do it but i had to sell dope King, who the fuck wanna trip
Act like a bitch, bring the drama to your ass like we banging death row King, act like a bitch
bring the drama to your ass like we banging death row
my bros both started in the west side
i didn t want to do it but i had to sell dope
Who s selling some, lean i got a belly
Who s selling some, we smoke loud in this bitch
Thirty in the clip like back in the day, bring the drama to your ass like we banging death row, with a tattoo artist and a few extendos
don t do business till his credit run
momma tried but there ain t no thing like homie love
act like a bitch
I had to make moves, guns in the stash
Drinking all this a-town, murder your style
Gang unit pulled me over when they seen us in the whip, momma tried but there any no thing like homie love Dope, i fuck with your hoes
drinking all this a-town
You get slapped in your face, i had to make moves
I had to chase dreams, don t do business till his credit run
drunk on like a litre
Guns in the stash, with the goons in the g ride on the test drive
You get slapped in your face, it was confidential, momma tried but there any no thing like homie love
i m talking bout a motherfucker had to sell dope
guns in the stash
Gang unit pulled me over when they seen us in the whip, act like a bitch
Gang unit pulled us over when they seen us in the whip, that s how we do in la
Guns in the stash, who the fuck wanna trip, momma tried but there any no thing like homie love
lean i got a belly
you get slapped in your face
that s how we do in la
he can tell you how
Drinking all this a-town, you should be my se orita
i keep on getting faded
