[Eightball] Yeah i'ma be real wit you motherfuckas It done been once and it can be done again Your family now, welcome to the Suave house
[Thorough] Well I was broke down and out sitting at the house Two blunts see wit the third blunt hanging out my mouth Thinking bout how these no clout niggas feel they got cash And guess a nigga want smooth Get they ass, but pass me the mass and the mag (uh huh) If I don't act bad like P jab you niggas should be glad He had plush pads from coast to coast Happy capping ass nigga who love to boast So I post at the strip club, the trick site Cause I know that's where he spend most of his nights I'm right outside, when this fool gonna leave the spot 4:30 in da morning we headed out the parking lot Trailed him up the block made a left at the stop sign Lame ass nigga rolling solo in a 9-9 At the red light I pulls up on the right Put two up in his heart he's another armed robbery
[Gillie Da Kid] Let's get this money run in the crib cock your hammer Nigga move then you pop your hammer Shit is real, you react you get killed Playboy this the deal I want the dough, the bricks the keys to your whips A nigga act fly you pop him in his thigh Let him know that he can die nigga eye for eye Where the stash nigga, Where your cash nigga Suave house cut you from neck to ass nigga Pulling out your heat but you scared to blast nigga Fucking around wit me you be under grass nigga Family, friends a thing of the past nigga Defintely ain't the first and won't be the last nigga Grab the bag put the duffle over the shoulder Ran down the steps hopped into the rover Hi speed chase fuck it take the shoulder -acapo
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[Thorough] Well I was broke down and out sitting at the house Two blunts see wit the third blunt hanging out my mouth Thinking bout how these no clout niggas feel they got cash And guess a nigga want smooth Get they ass, but pass me the mass and the mag (uh huh) If I don't act bad like P jab you niggas should be glad He had plush pads from coast to coast Happy capping ass nigga who love to boast So I post at the strip club, the trick site Cause I know that's where he spend most of his nights I'm right outside, when this fool gonna leave the spot 4:30 in da morning we headed out the parking lot Trailed him up the block made a left at the stop sign Lame ass nigga rolling solo in a 9-9 At the red light I pulls up on the right Put two up in his heart he's another armed robbery
[Gillie Da Kid] Let's get this money run in the crib cock your hammer Nigga move then you pop your hammer Shit is real, you react you get killed Playboy this the deal I want the dough, the bricks the keys to your whips A nigga act fly you pop him in his thigh Let him know that he can die nigga eye for eye Where the stash nigga, Where your cash nigga Suave house cut you from neck to ass nigga Pulling out your heat but you scared to blast nigga Fucking around wit me you be under grass nigga Family, friends a thing of the past nigga Defintely ain't the first and won't be the last nigga Grab the bag put the duffle over the shoulder Ran down the steps hopped into the rover Hi speed chase fuck it take the shoulder -acapo
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