Lyrics

Aw yea, ask em what they call me I'm the one that paid it for ya hoes ain't get shit all day Fuck wit me the long way, fuck wit me the long way And this a one way street bitch you going down the wrong way Hold up hold up hold up damn, fuck wit me the long way Ain't nobody wanna get robbed today betta get me a goddam job today I need food, bread, bitches, head, watch, rent, cars today I need bullets, clips, guns, shit somebody gon' meet god today Cause I never had money Aw yea Can't take nothin from me Aw yea People take me to jail I do time, she said choose ya man with two sides Fuck yo coup de ville, I want a drop top, they wanna shoot to kill with two 9's Niggas wanna fold me up like futons, tryna make a bed to sleep, I'm too kind Ain't no wanna Pistol Pete, I beat pistols pieces, paint pictures piece two times Fucked up and missed the beat she like hold up Niggas betta bow down Plenty bitches and I never get tied down Either fuck wit me either long or ya die now Man this is for all my niggas locked down On that young shit but don't trip I swear to god I never forget, how much colder is it gon get? Fuck my nose is bloody, aw yea Can't take nothing from me, aw yea Aw yea, ask em what they call me I'm the one that paid it for ya hoes ain't get shit all day Fuck wit me the long way, fuck wit me the long way And this a one way street bitch you going down the wrong way Hold up hold up hold up damn, fuck wit me the long way Ain't nobody wanna get robbed today betta get me a goddam job today I need food, bread, bitches, head, watch, rent, cars today I need bullets, clips, guns, shit somebody gon' meet god today I'm so paranoid, I don't even go out no mo Tried so hard to enjoy myself, you don't put in work I do it myself I proved to myself, so crazy I be annoying myself, true to myself Feeling so goddamn sick I should sample my own shit and then sue myself Cause I never had money So maybe I should rob a couple bank sell a fuckin cigarette break into yo mother place and take like fucking everything and leave you there to suffer man I swear these niggas done made me mad, all this talking shit oughta made me laugh Ain't got a work betta pay me back, aw yea Aw yea, ask em what they call me I'm the one that paid it for ya hoes ain't get shit all day Fuck wit me the long way, fuck wit me the long way And this a one way street bitch you going down the wrong way Hold up hold up hold up damn, fuck wit me the long way Ain't nobody wanna get robbed today betta get me a goddam job today I need food, bread, bitches, head, watch, rent, cars today I need bullets, clips, guns, shit somebody gon' meet god today. Aw yea, ask em what they call me I'm the one that paid it for ya hoes ain't get shit all day Fuck wit me the long way, fuck wit me the long way And this a one way street bitch you going down the wrong way Hold up hold up hold up damn
Writer(s): Gary Maurice Jr Lucas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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