twos and fews

i do it for the

thug niggas and bitches off in my neighborhood

bout to hit that pop with that product

make sure ya paper good

statistics ain't in my favor

but i'm a make it through it

don't work no job

man a nigga can't even get insurance

how you supposed to take ya babies on a doctor visit?

these conditions validate my excuse for this type of living

gotta watch these cops cause i'm pushing poison like michael bivins

running in your spot where you have them chickens is my religion

the stick up man

so cut me in or cut it out

bitch

quick to walk my dog up to your doorstep if you doubt this

bury me with swishers and at least an ounce to bounce with

corporate thuggin mafia

you bout that life

or you ain't bout shit

picture me rolling that brand new ferrari california

and the sex was great

fuck a second date

it was nice to know ya

a bougie bitch that can't take the smoke

she ain't like the odor

fresh off the dopehouse with geekers tweaking off my aroma

fuck your artists

pistol charges

man i got like two of those

better know when it come to them choppers

got quite a few of those

nigga

a few of those get me right for the nighttime

getting gone til i see the sunlight shine

yo pick to stay with a pack of bitches

that's super cold

that og kush and them platinum cookies

i'm stupid blowed

so whatcha need out the trunk

cause i got like two of those

and when it comes to them choppers

got quite a few of those

nigga

i said i'm fresh off my flight

nigga

new york city

had the tool in the club like i'm shyne and diddy

said this shit can get ugly like craig mack

and my niggas in ya crib asking where that bread at?

club

that means a few bottles

a few shots mayne

live and die in lv

2pac mayne

thought they had me boxed in

boxed in the corner

i guess they didn't know my momma had me on the corner?

all i know is crack rock

crack spots

nigga

crack pots

they say hit the dealership and buy the whole lot

see i'm irresponsible

i lost the whole top

and this shit i'm smoking on

it cost a whole lot

give my niggas 20 grand

shoot up your whole block

catch ya slipping on the porch

knock off ya whole top

it's the world motherfucker

next the universe

counting paper hurt my hand

i need a fuckin nurse

it's young jizzle motherfucker

i get it how i live

you pussy niggas getting love

there go gangsta gibbs

gangsta gibbs ho

two bitches cooking in the crib ho

a quarter kilo and some kool aid in the fridge ho

thuggish ruggish black motherfucker in a black lac

black talon knock the letters off a snapback

he pushing packages

i think he in the rat pack

we got the villa in anguila

blowing anthrax

mob shit

there really ain't no speaking about this thing of ours

born and raised up in the g

a nigga beat the odds

you see me floating to the crib with a fleet of broads

might wanna fuck in my garage when they see them cars

these niggas drop that goofy shit and yeah i'm sure it sold

there's real niggas rapping

there's only a few of those

nigga