and Shawty Lo Gucci or Ludacris, or if I'm fucking with a ho Did I snitch when I got arrested or will I die over nonsense? Internally I'm dealing with
on (do it a) And when I woke up in the mornin' and my bike was gone (let's do it again) I was sick to my stomach, couldn't eat for days (do it a) Sweepin
was too young to raise me right. Maybe I been made a man from all the mistakes I made Niggas dead, niggas gone, I still ain't afraid. Ain't too grown
I'm hydrolics And I got niggaz in the hood that would shoot you over nine dollars Asked if I'm a gang member? Fuck nah, I'm a gang leader Boss to the
raised, born, born n raised Born n raised in the County of Dade (DJ Khaled) Born, born n raised, born, born n raised (And when I ride, I ride for 305
two fingers split I'ma get her once again I bring her Skip skip throw it up throw it up give it up or get rolled up swole up thought I told ya 'bout this
aint nothing wrong cause aint nothing wrong Im not as fast, I'm not as tall but before I pass I gotta ball I gotta ball I gotta ball n-gga I gotta ball
go GOOD MORNINNNNNNNNNGG VIETNAM!!! Ha (back up back up back up back up back up) [repeated in background] Yo sometimes I sit back, reflect on the place that I live at Unlike any place I
Tryna pick which chick I'ma cut now Got a fetish for thick girls thats caramel brown On a hunt and uggh guess what I just found Come in VIP with me boo, while we post up
traded in your blues for boom, tap shoes I do shows and change all opposing views I get down, I go up as I blow up cause I got this O.M.B. rhyme you can
gone But I'll be waiting 'till they come back home (I'll be waiting for you) Verse 1 I wanna buy me a benz but I'm fifty-grand short I got to get this
dead and gone But I'll be waiting 'till they come back home (I'll be waiting for you) I wanna buy me a Benz but I'm fifty-grand short I got to get this
get you slapped shitll get you slapped (I Know) i know i know i know i know life got much more to offer me and i know i know i know i know the system
up? 'Cause that's not how you Raised me And what is love? What is love? La-oh oh oh-oh-oh See, I don't know anymore I used to look up to that lo~ove
try You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 'Cuz you and I got to do for you and I I don't recall, ever graduation at all Sometimes I feel I'm
, I ain't trippin' 64 hittin', stay representin', I was Born and raised, that's why I love LA I'm gone keep dippin', yeah I'm gone keep switchin' lanes
that na sing it slow roll the weed up like you want mo i raise up put ice on the cake fuck pussy like shake then bake not many feel what i feel cause bitch i
s squeeze a trigger for the nigga See I flipped to the 'lo, cause I'm through with the Hilfiger 'Cause I flips the flavor-loo It's good for a fuck or
