these hoes Cause playas, always get chose So you don't gotta trick, your do' If you real you gon hit playa, take it from a pro [Mr. 3-2] Now playas, still
that I'm blessed) Cause I didn't get popped (or I didn't get killed) [Yo Gotti] It's hard to except The cards I was dealt The life that I chose ???
prozac We the hottest thing in tha market and you know dat Yo bitch chosed us and she don't want to go back We stackin big faces 'cause we still spending
crazy, what up, oopsy daisy Demon or a heathen, schemin' while I'm dreamin' Screamin' to get even, seein' is believin' And don't you forget that, get it to you, get
some hotter than hot shh) Well sh-sh-shut da fuck up Before you get cu-cu-cut-cut da fuck up Hold on man Hold on lil buddy Y'all talkin' 'bout shorty
'em lovely All the way from the Clair to the PO and down '71 We on to the C.O. and fuckin' with the B O N E Hit the floor and go, and again we hit the
its presidential, cause that is where i sleep, so give me my key! [Verse 8: N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet We will blackwall
unless its presidential, cause that is where i sleep, so give me my key! [Verse 8: N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet We
Got The Clips, I Got The Scope, Let's Get Them Choppers N*Gga He Got The Kush, I Got The Dope, Let's Get It Poppin' N*Gga Hurt Him In That Cherry Six
em lovely All the way from the Clair to the PO and down '71 We on to the C.O. and fuckin' with the B-O-N-E Hit the floor and go, and again we hit the
come up, baby girl you gotta go Get your shoes get your clothes, get your purse and hit the do', it's [Hook] [Lucky] Ahh naw, a playa can't chill Why
Ludacris got dat hotter than hot shhh) Well sh-sh-sh-shut da fuck up Before you get cu-cu-cut-cut da fuck up Hold on man hold on lil buddy ya'll talkin
hotter than hot shhh) Well sh-sh-sh-shut da fuck up Before you get cu-cu-cut-cut da fuck up -hold on man Hold on lil buddy Ya'll talkin bout shorty
still caught us And the beef still brought us, in the middle of the street Bodies riddled from bullets from our head to our feet The game get deep, but
that I'm blessed) Cause I didn't get popped (or I didn't get killed) [Yo Gotti] It's hard to except The cards I was dealt The life that I chose ??? A