ey
murda worth to g county shit
kenny b
peso peso
gang
ha
kenny b
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i might've just jumped in the vette
my young niggas slidin
they throwin a set
instagram model i got that bitch wet
bitch this a mac
no uzi no tec
slap a lil bitch cause she talkin
need dick
signed me a deal dropped a bag on my neck
fuck with my youngin we crash and we wreck
trap with lil peso
he tell me we run up a check
he tell me it's better than sex
he tell me a nigga fuck one day you know that he wet
my verse
kenny b pull out that tec
came in that rent
he gon leave in that stretch
bitch i be thuggin and muggin i'm throwin my set
i swear i know bitches that good for that neck
we on the block
nigga
who wanna play?
droppin that bag on a nigga
take out the trash trynna bag me a nigga
imma run up that check
i ain't askin no nigga
kenny b chill
i flash on a nigga
roll up that dope i ain't passin a nigga
bitch i'm in the sixth
come to the hood
swear to god you ain't gotta ask for a nigga
you ain't gotta ask shit
i'm slidin through the hood with a hundred round clip
might stop at your house let it off then i dip
peso peso they be feelin my drip
i be whippin dope with my right hand
if you want a kilo come with twenty-five bands
play with the gang
i ain't playin
imma come to your show and get you and your hype man
i'm on the block i just pour the deuce up
imma stash like there one or two of em
got pleks with me i got tecs with me
i come to your spot and i shoot your crew up
i'm with kenny b we ain't stop shit
i got chains on my neck and rocks on my fit
and i gotta lotta diamonds in my mouth
and i get a lotta guap from your bitch
eyy
too many racks in my pocket can't fit
got a problem with me
i got choppas in the whip
can't rap with me cause my prices too still
i'm bossed up i got killers on go
in the trap
strapped
throwin packs for the low
soon as you out of the store imma let it blow
get a nigga killed for a pound of dro
ey
i send a blitz
double
never change gang we gon meet that's a huddle
diss on the gang you in trouble
i put that dick in his bae
he mad
he wanna scuffle
i will not tussle
i got a thirty-round clip
it get to bussin
told my young nigga to off him
it's nothing
twelve at the store
they be checkin my pockets
i told em i ain't sellin nothing
i got my feet on the gas and i'm doing the dash
i might speed in the hood like i'm rushin
never change gang
they will catch you and that ain't even nothin
haa you think they ain't bussin?
got jam with the gang gang turn to a nothin
i get the loaf
i get the bread like a muffin
lil nigga i trap in the gutter
i'm grippin that choppa i skoot up and flush ya
you don't want grease with me
i don't wanna speak
imma kill you and your brother
i'm bellin with killers i don't hang with busters
kenny b youngin
that my lil blooda
niggas go to jail with no bail
then a nigga start singin like usher
i ain't got racks in my purse
i got racks in my pocket
i'm stagin my show and i'm clenchin my rocket
don't reach for my chain
imma up it and pop it
nigga know i got a bag on me
and i splash up wearin dolce & gabbana
i keep me a tool like i work for o'reilly
put the dope in her pussy if the laws get behind me
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