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Sookie,
Sookie,
Sookie
Unh, tried to drag away my pain,
they made me throw up
They shot my n***a in his back,
that made him slow up
Might let my boot dry off while I roll up
My brother fightin' the charts,
but we don't fold up
My girl said she scared for
me, I just tell her pray for me
OG had to pay the lawyer
fees with money
Forty years flat,
two of my n***a got the same number
Hard turn, cold n***a,
with the game done, yeah
Might cop the
Wraith, the double
R's on the headrest
But mama, cause she work too hard,
the doc say she need bed rest
Really from the hood,
I take you spots where they be sprayin' at
Where I lost my man's at,
sold my first
Ram's at
Them goons get the drop on your spot
and they get ramshack
Fresh up out the gutter where they
shootin' or throwin' hands at
Crabs in the barrel,
never let them fuck your plans up
Motherfuck the cops and cracker
shootin' us with our hands up
Dope boy, might just pull up on
you in a lamb truck
If you get caught,
don't get your vans up
We don't play no zones around this bitch,
you gotta man up
Bold like I'm
Bradley, build on a bitch and one
Gun smoke, cocaine,
that's the shit we came from
Learn from my pop mistakes,
try not to make the same one
Never wait for bitch to pose
a n***a when the rain come
When I'm choppin' bullets,
rain, it'll stain somethin'
Fuck around and I aim at
your kingdom
N****s ain't dumb, look
They tried to pass it off to them oth er n****s,
we ain't dumb
Real ones rep around the globe
where we came from
Rouse and decide, I'm like,
say when
He know his niggas dizzy,
get it shakin' like a paint can
Know some niggas hatin' through
the net on they fake ramps
Really they be pussy and
they really be confused
Cause they fans, pardon the fallin'
Pardon me, darlin', I ball up along
In the bark of the garden, I'm haulin' bread
R &S, they
R &Us
This thing of ours belong to us
It's all in trust,
chronic and foreign trucks
With all the feats, all our retreats
Jewelry, expensive feats,
women wearin' the least
Pose another selfie for the freaks
Rollin' up, the hottest thing,
smokin' in the streets
Dope boy, might just pull
up on you in a lamb truck
If you get caught,
don't give your mans up
We don't play no zones around this bitch,
you gotta man up
Ball like I'm
Bradley
Bill on a bitch and one
Gun smoke, cocaine,
that's the shit we came from
Learn from my pop mistakes,
try not to make the same ones
Never wave a bitch to hoes that leave
you when the rain come
When I'm talkin' for this rain,
it'll stayin'
Sunday
Tires wet like they black glass
Trunk to the front, motor in back,
you know it's fast
I could teach a class,
but that's too much gang
For me to land two semesters,
you'll need so many life lessons
You'll need to sit down for so
many sessions
Them losses that I took
was really blessed
Above my shoulders, my sharpest weapon
Like a
Smith &
Wesson, killin' beats an
d bring them checks in
I done turned into a bill collector
I bought an office space,
I'm waitin' on the building inspector
Get these permits, these licenses,
then it's back to ballin' out and buyin' shit
I always knew I'd be rich,
ain't know which woman I would end up with
Play it for life, bitch, I'd never quit
And on my trade first homeboys,
I would never switch
Uh, that's that sucker stuff,
that's not for us
I hit the
Rolls
Royce dealer,
got a coupe in the truck
Poopin' is my dust
boy, might just pull up on
you in a lamb truck
Rule one, if you get caught,
don't give your mans up
We don't play no zones around this bitch,
you gotta man up
Ball like I'm
Bradley
Bill, load a bitch and one
Smoke cocaine,
that's the shit we came from
Learned from my pop mistakes,
try not to make the same ones
Never wait for bitch to moseley
you when the rain come
When I'm top of bullets rain,
it'll stain some
You