if I pop the trunk, its to hand you a rag So you can wipe down the windows on the side of my Jag Must I brag? My shit paid for, yours tagged And every
So I'ma take him out his house, put the beam on his face Drop him off at Terror Squad, let him scream for the jakes 'cause when you fucking with Jayceon, you can believe
found a thug, I'm down with you Instead of filling him up with lead, with gun shots to the head She's at the bar she's getting him drunk, and he taking
, pulling my guns out and shit, Your tempting me to run my mouth, and call you out on this bitch, I heard the reason you got to beater to believe any
tops and windows Penitentiary poems on fo' do's, dipping in low low's Finger fucking my 4-4, on a bitch made nigga fo' do' [Hook - 2x] [Trae] Slow mo', when on the block 4
hit him where it hurt I'll let him make it, but his mama and daddy gon see a hearse Fuck a driveby, I want him to look me in my eyes Let him call Junior
(feat. Chipmunk) Yoo Believe, yoo believe, yoo believe, You're a "G", cause u went to da park, With ure friends n let a shot off in da sky, I'm a g cause
great his drives like t-mac You let him go share a poster RELAX He's back give him room to breathe All those that hated will all soon believe All those
in the cock Pussy all big and wet, looking good and shit Smelling like dead fish And every week it's the same shit you and that lil shit And every time
doin' erything that make you fall in love It might seem nothin' heard of, but it's true I dont have a reason to lie to you I got'cha back, just believe
know there was nothing that I wouldn't have did for him I was willing to die for him Now I want to live for him With every breath that I'm breathing tonight
him eat. And while he was eating, I would talk to him while he was eating, and I would ask him what he's doing. And he would say, "I'm using the chicken