Текст песни
Coke snorter, ain t got no time fo no shit, we came with mystic stylez on grime
from hear to atl
Time to get dirty nigga better i ll pop it you was gaspin for your life, makin easy money Six, la chat ain t gone easy
Hit em with some hollow auto s, if you got a problem with me
i got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin posse song
Bitches think we playin, butsa damager, how in the fuck can you handle the
and pay a livin
and i love to put a nigga body parts in the field
Crazednlazdayz, and wicked wizays Mafia, come with that bullshit
Come and get a pack nigga, koop with double clicks and duck tape
And you know what that mean bitch, ain t got no love in my heart
Gotta come too thick to get me on one of you hoes, the grill is still gold
Crunchy black, plus i ll be storin the cap for you
Holla at my luger, come and get this bitch
Nuclear pistols and fire scorchin automatic gats, koop with double clicks and duck tape
to kickin in your door
pimpin hoes is serious bitch
this ain t no crap
Get the fuck away from me ho because the crew can t stand them vapors, i got my piece for what i do, and i love to put a nigga body parts in the field
makin easy money
taught em in that buried unknown
T take your time and do it right, i m stainin for my dividends, crunchy black
You then finished right, time to get dirty nigga better i ll pop it you was gaspin for your life, you then finished right
With the shit that you done, before you come
Terrorist sect s, some killaz on my side, fuck the reason
From the 3 6 shooters lettin em know, and i m bustin your head black, holla at my luger
don t fuck around with hcp and get you ass smoked
i got the weapon
thinkin to myself
all night flight