>Check it, I grew up a fuckin screw up
>Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin blew up
>Choppin rocks overnight
>The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin ta turn into the black Frank White
>We had to grow dreads to change our description
>Two cops is on the milk box missin
>Show they toes you know they got stepped on
>A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
>Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat
>I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
>That's why I bust back, it don't phase me
>When he drop, take his glock, and I'm Swayze
>Celebrate my escape, sold the glock, bought some weight
>Laid back, I got some money to make, motherfucker
>Don't you open up that window
>Don't you let out that antidote
>Poppin' pills is all we know
>In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!)
>Don't go through the front door (Through the back!)
>It's lowkey at the night show
>So don't you open up that window
>Don't you let out that antidote
im a fat nigga but that's okay tho
Cuz I can still fuck your main hoe
>At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
>Candlesticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned
>Four walls just staring at a nigga
>I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finger on the trigger
>My mother's always stressin' I ain't living right
>But I ain't goin' out without a fight
>See, every time my eyes close
>I start sweating and blood starts coming out my nose
>It's somebody watching the Ak'
>But I don't know who it is so I'm watching my back
>I can see him when I'm deep in the covers
>When I awake I don't see the motherfucker
>one nigga dead 17 caps bust
>that's how the niggas do this shit where I'm from
>red rum leave your body numb blast of the dumb dumb
>I got the glock and I'm headed to the liquor store
>me and pepe are 2 11 at the motha fuckin murda show
[Hook x2]
Lil' mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake... shake... shake that ass girl.
[Verse 1]
Go, Go, Go, 50 in the house - bounce, y'all already know what I'm about.
The flow sounds sicker over Dre' drums nigga,
I ain't stupid - I see Doc and my dope come quicker.
Whoa!
Shorty' hips is hypnotic, she moves is so erotic, but watch - I'm like bounce that assss girl.
I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here, front in here, we'll thump in here.
Oooohh.
I'm so gutter, so ghetto, so hood.
So gully, so grimey, what's good?
Outside, the Benz on dubs -
I'm in the club wit the snubs - don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'.
Uuuhhh.
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>>Don't you open up that window
>>Don't you let out that antidote
>>Poppin' pills is all we know
>>In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!)
>>Don't go through the front door (Through the back!)
>>It's lowkey at the night show
>>So don't you open up that window
>>Don't you let out that antidote
Nigga what are you doing on /r9k/ with the Travis Scott? Go sing that for some bitches
My Calico been cocked, this rap Alfred Hitchcock
Drop-top-notch, playa-hating gon' stop
This instant, rappers too persistent
Quick to spit Biggie name on shit, make my name taste
Like ass when you speak it, see me in the street
Your jewelry? You can keep it, that be our little secret
See me, B that is, I that is, G whiz
Motherfuckers still in my biz
Don't they know my nigga Gutter fuckin' kidnap kids
Fuck 'em in the ass, throw 'em over the bridge
That's how it is, my shit is laid out
Fuck that "beef" shit, that shit is played out
