We got heaters, smoke, drank, b#tches
Fours, deuces, tres, switches
Riders, money, houses, boats
Notes, uncompromising quotes
Tweakers on molly, in the hills living
Glocks, scopes, chops with the switches
Ferraris, Richard Millie models on dope
Four double O, now a n#gg# want the smoke
(West coast)
I’ma bang on b#tch boys
Bentley trucks, G wagons, then his b#tch toys
You ain’t say my name in that diss song
b#tch #ss n#gg#, that’s not a diss, boy
Four hundred worth fifty million, I’m a rich stepper
Whoa, I might pop out in some leather
Or in some Dickies like, f#ck your Margiela
Twist your fingers up
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
Throw up you gang, n#gg#
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
What set you claim, n#gg#?
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
It’s all the same, n#gg#
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
Twist your fingers up
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
Throw up you gang, n#gg#
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
What set you claim, n#gg#?
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
It’s all the same, n#gg#
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
Yeah, bang on em
Mr. Gangster with designer, get strange on ’em
I hang with the savages, we got ranks on ’em
Went from broke to rich I had to change on ’em
Cherry red, I’m flamed up, cherry red Chucks
On gang, Blood, we don’t do no head up’s
I’m the one they call when they get jammed up
Yelling free the gang, we don’t do handcuffs
Big drip, hoes, tricks, glock nine, long clips
b#tch strip-pole, gripped on Bloods, I’m with a few crips
f#ck good, love hard, I burnt out my love chart
Black trucks bulletproof, them glocks on my security guard
Rich n#gg#, six figures, ain’t sh#t, you b#tch n#gg#
Lit n#gg#, they pay me to pop sh#t, n#gg#
A verse from me is like four or five bricks, n#gg#
And at the video shoot I do this, n#gg#
Twist your fingers up
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
Throw up you gang, n#gg#
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
What set you claim, n#gg#?
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
It’s all the same, n#gg#
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
Twist your fingers up
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
Throw up you gang, n#gg#
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
What set you claim, n#gg#?
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
It’s all the same, n#gg#
Bang, n#gg#, n#gg#, bang
We got heaters, smoke, drank, b#tches
Fours, deuces, tres, switches
Riders, money, houses, boats
Notes, uncompromising quotes
Tweakers on molly, in the hills living
Glocks, scopes, chops with the switches
Ferraris, Richard Millie models on dope
Four double O, now a n#gg# want the smoke
(West coast)
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